My trip to Bali was just as incredible as it looked, no wait, actually more. It was also very affordable so if you want to visit Bali but don’t have a huge budget, no worries, this place is very kind to your wallet. There’s tons to do out there so hopefully this post will help you save time on choosing which spots are the best spots to visit.
So, is your relationship status any different from last years? Are you claiming Single, In a relationship, Married, or it’s Complicated? If you’re reading this and you’re in a committed, happy, healthy relationship with the love of your life, Congratulations! I’m so excited for you, however, this post isn’t for you, technically. Yes, there are some things you can takeaway and implement into your own life but I want to chat with the single folks for a bit because I know how tough this coined “Special day of love” can feel when you don’t have someone to share it with.
Anyone else, besides me, still in awe of Queen Bey’s performance?! I feel like I could watch her phenomenal performance 10 years from now and still look on in amazement. Beyoncé Giselle Knowles-Carter has become the first Black Woman to headline Coachella! Of course in true Beyoncé fashion, she shut down the building in fashionably, tore up the stage flawlessly, and represented Black Culture proudly!
Excuse me while I adjust my wig and take another pull from my inhaler because, DAMN!
Here we are. Two single ladies who are dateless for Valentines Day. Maybe this is your first solo Valentine’s Day in a while or you’ve been single on Valentine’s Day’s for more years then you’d like to admit. Either way, unless you and I schedule a delightful platonic romantic dinner in 72 hours or less, it looks like we’ll be sitting this Valentines Day out.
As we continue to celebrate the holidays and mother nature closes the gap between fall and winter, it's common to experience mood changes. If you have been feeling more tired than usual, you're having trouble concentrating, r you just don't feel like yourself, you could be experiencing the Holiday Blues.
The other day I was thinking about how people weren't kidding when they said life feels like a “roller coaster.” Life has shown me there are high moments that remind me why I love feeling happy and low moments that make me desperately miss this happiness. As a single millennial black woman, I sometimes find myself thinking I should be further along in life and wonder if I made all the right turns.
Have you ever found yourself on Social Media scrolling through your feed and you see announcement after announcement, like engagements, weddings, promotions, vacations, new businesses, new babies, you name it? I know I have, and I also know that feeling of genuinely thinking “wow congrats to them!” or “I’m happy for her!” or “that looks exciting!” and shortly after, I become disappointed about my current position in life.
Wait, what? It’s almost Valentine’s Day? Crap! I can’t believe I’m still single on another Valentine’s Day. I guess it’s time I pretend I’m a strong unbothered empowered woman, again. Ugh, this sucks!
Does this sound like you? If you sighed and said “yes!”, it appears you’re dreading the ever-so-sacred national holiday of love. The holiday that society uses to confirm whether or not you’re an attractive piece of value to society.
Well hello Mercury retrograde, we meet again. No matter how many times I change my address or my phone number you manage to find me every year. In all your destructive glory you clumsily stomp through my life and interrupt my ease and peace.
If you don’t know what I’m talking about, let me introduce you to the greatest unwelcome intruder of my life.
Last night, before I fell asleep, I texted one of my friends and said I’m headed to dream world. Little did I know, my dream to be was about to be very crazy. I dreamt, I was walking around pregnant, rubbing my large belly, and I was fully aware I was near my due date.
Did it suggest I want to have a baby?
This Halloween marks one year since I fell into my depression after losing three family members last year. I remember how it felt to be in bed that weekend, hiding alone, in the dark, scrolling through Instagram while my friends were out partying. It was at that moment of hitting “Rock Bottom” when I realized this is not how I can continue going on with life.