I’m a Feminist. And I am not Angry.

It’s funny, this word: Feminist. People take to it in such a negative way; like you have to be “an angry lesbian who doesn’t wear makeup or shave her armpits.” There’s absolutely nothing wrong with any of that, I don’t think. There’s nothing wrong with someone’s sexual orientation; it is what it is. And there’s […]

On MY Faith

I’ve never read the Bible. I probably never will. I can’t lie and say that I will ever sit and read any Holy Book cover to cover. It’s just not my thing. But what I do know is that I have a strong sense of spirituality, and I do not have any idea how to […]

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.

My resignation letter to my old principal. On to a better environment, where I will not be harassed and abused. Hopefully. Dear Mr. ___ and Staff,      This is a sad day for me. I am writing this letter to inform you that I have been interviewing, have been offered two positions, and upon pending […]

What is love? Baby don’t hurt me…

The older I get, the more I try to understand love to its bitter core. We use that word so freely. We love our family. We love our friends. We love our significant others, our kids, our jobs, our pets. We love pizza. Well, I love pizza. I love pizza a little too much. We […]

Hey Teacher!

I usually write about my dating life, my struggles, my personal growth, but there is one thing I have yet to write about: my career. We are all so simply afraid to talk about our careers in a negative light because of the repercussion it may have. A legit fear, of course, but one thing […]

Yea, I have PTSD. So What?

Well, It’s May. Mental Health Awareness Month. And as a future mental health counselor, who wouldn’t advocate for their clients? Not only am I a future counselor, but I am also a teacher, and an individual who manages, quite well I may add, PTSD. For those who don’t know, PTSD is Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, something […]

To marry or not to marry? That is the question.

I’ve been asked, on many occasions, whether or not I’ll get married again. That’s not necessarily a question one should ask a divorcee, but etiquette isn’t the topic for tonight’s scribble. As I sip on this chilled glass filled with pink moscato, I contemplate the thought of having another person rip me into shreds, in […]

In the moment of a flashback…

There are days, like today- in fact, this very moment, where I have to type uncontrollably to the beat of my own heart, just to silence it. Fighting the tumultuous beats with the sounds of the keys helps with calming the storm that happens inside the body I sometimes don’t recognize. My mind-it plays tricks […]