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Words are important. We use them to convey messages, thoughts, ideas, truths, etc. Sometimes we tune in and out depending on our interest level.

When my last “situation” told …
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I thought about what it meant to me to be a flower in the wild. How she also embodied me. The wild flower and her rejection of perfection, she was …
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“What would you do if you weren’t afraid?”

Clearly, Spencer Johnson (or Sheryl Sandberg, whoever to you) knows the contents of my heart and managed to mold it like dough …
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I don’t usually go for those popular pieces about black friendships and relationships and parenthood because honestly, most of them don’t reflect my life as a 24-year-old, work-at-home mom to …
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It was my third one that week.

I wanted to make sure that the information I was getting was accurate — so I took three.

Third time’s a charm …
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At some point admiration turned into jealousy. I mean, how perfect could she be? She made me feel average. It became a problem.

There was something magnetic about her. I …
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It had been four years since I’d seen him.

Four. Long. Years.

Years that lasted so long that you’d think he never meant a thing to me, and me, nothing …
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You, the slippery Pisces fish who barely escaped my quick Cancerian pinchers – you are the sole reason I’ll never bake another man a red velvet cake again.

After two …
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In the last two months I’ve quit my job, had pneumonia, moved back in with my parents due to my my mother’s breast cancer diagnosis, and cried in public four …
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He was all up inside of me girl. But do you think I want to admit that?! God knows I’m only telling you because I know YOU WON’T tell anyone …
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