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I thought this was a chapter of my life that had already closed. There was a moment in my life almost three years ago that shook me in a way I didn’t expect. One of those moments where you sit with yourself and ask a question that feels heavier than it should: Why is this happening to me? I remember thinking maybe I deserved it. Maybe I did something somewhere along the way that brought this back around to me. Maybe this was karma collecting on something I didn’t even realize

I didn’t overthink it. My body felt it first. Before I could explain what was wrong. Before I could logic my way through it. Before I could talk myself out of it, my body already knew. That tightness in my chest. The subtle drop in my stomach. The shift in my energy that I couldn’t name but couldn’t ignore. For a long time, I used to call that anxiety. I told myself I was being dramatic, sensitive, or triggered. I’d try to rationalize the feeling away, convincing myself I wa

There’s a good chance nobody is reading this and strangely enough, I’m okay with that. This blog is basically my online journal. Public, yes but still mine. A place where I get to tell the truth without editing myself for consumption. Without worrying if it’s good enough, relatable enough, or “worth” someone’s time. There’s something powerful about writing without an audience in mind. It takes the pressure off. It lets me be honest instead of impressive. It reminds me that my

I’m in the season where school finally feels like something I can do and actually complete. Not rushed. Not forced. Just real. And at the same time, I’m thinking about money because of course I am. Bills don’t pause just because you’re trying to evolve. I’ve been looking into a bartending class, something I’ve been interested in for a while. The classes start soon, and I was talking it through with a friend. In the middle of the conversation, they challenged me not harshly, b

Dating after a tumultuous relationship is… ghetto. There’s really no other way to say it. When I first put myself back out there, I was about 1000% not ready. I knew it. My spirit knew it. My discernment knew it. But I did it anyway because I was bored. And let me be clear: boredom and loneliness are not the same thing. I wasn’t dying for companionship. I wasn’t craving validation. I was just restless, curious, and slightly entertained by the idea of attention again. That sho

I don’t talk about my faith to convince anyone. I talk about it because it’s how I’ve survived and how I continue to survive. Even when I don’t understand what God is doing, I’ve learned how to recognize His presence. If you walked a day in my shoes, you wouldn’t need convincing. Your belief would come naturally. There are parts of my life that, on paper, should have led to depression, hopelessness, or giving up altogether. And while I’m honest about the fact that I chose the

I’ve been under alot of pressure personally and professionally, but I feel the peace of God with me. And that peace is how I know I’m standing in alignment, even when things feel heavy. I’m in a season where everything isn’t perfect, yet somehow… it’s perfect. Not because life is easy, but because it feels intentional. Purposeful. Guided. I can feel that something is shifting, that all the pieces I’ve been carrying are finally finding their place. This feels like the season w