Deciding to write a book before the end of the year was impulsive. I put together a plan pretty quickly and dove right into writing. About halfway through the introduction, I remember how bad of a speller I am, and therefore this book would need some serious editing before it ever saw the light of day.Read More
at some point, I lost my voice
or maybe they took it because it wasn’t my choice
at all, I swear!
My health has taken over my life lately (well worrying about it). And unless you're a new FB friend, you've probably heard me talk about my use of CBD products in lieu of popping pain pills all the time. Now, I'm no CBD expert but I've been trying different forms of it to deal with pain and anxiety for the last couple years.Read More
Naw. I’ve ignored myself for way too long. Claiming it doesn’t mean it makes me who I am or who I’m not. It means accepting my reality & nina popping through it from now on. Every day doesn’t look the same. Every day doesn’t feel the same. Hell, most days I don’t want to do it at all but by y’all logic “it’s the devil.” Why would I let the devil stop this show?Read More
You see, our computers and phones emit what's called 'Blue Light' and cause digital eye strain also known as Computer Vision Syndrome or Digital Eye Strain. There didn't seem to be many options to prevent this before I heard about Phonetic Eyewear and noticed the decrease in my eyestrain and migraines after using their product for only a month.Read More
Me to me: I’m gonna go to that event tonight with my camera and business cards. It’ll be a great networking opportunity. Everybody will be there. Also me to me: But everybody will be there. You can’t handle that. Stay home, it feels safer.Read More
One of those days where the tears just wouldn’t stop flowing. Years of social anxiety forcing me to try as hard as I can to be invisible in spaces that I don’t feel comfortable, came in handy on Tuesday. I sat at my desk and cried most of the day and no one seemed to notice. Ironically, that made everything worse.Read More
Numb is a general narrative of emotions. It describes love and heartbreak. It describes depression. It describes anxiety. It’s hopeful and it’s hopeless. I began writing this in 2012, finished it in 2013 but have revisited it at every stage in my life since.Read More
s my friend, Kayla, eulogized her brother, I was reminded of a poem I wrote when I was 17. Her brother, one of my best friends, was taken from us on June 9th 2016. Tyrell Anthony Thompson was 28. Not only was he young, he was in the prime of his life. His career was peaking and he was surrounded by love.Read More
I’ve been told countless times not to put off until tomorrow what can be done today. I was fifteen when I finally realized how important that was. During the summer of 2006, my grandmother (my mom’s mom) became sick. Her everyday routine changed.Read More
When we are younger we’re taught to get down on our knees and recite a prayer before bed. Close your eyes, bow your head, fold your hands and recite a prayer before a meal. Growing up in church and in private, Lutheran schools I remember being taught specific prayers or just to listen while pastors and teachers prayed. I experienced religion in a few different ways .. in a few different settings.Read More
Stop telling me I’m “too pretty to be depressed.” That is just stupid. Please respect that being in a room full of people just might not be a good idea for me today. Don’t be offended by my awkwardness or silence, I just hate small talk; sometimes conversation with strangers in general.Read More
his isn’t just another race conversation or gender conversation, but a human conversation. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. dreamt that his children, one day, would live in a nation where they wouldn’t be judged by the color of their skin but the content of their character. We yell, scream and cry about racism all day long but colorism is an issue too — not greater or lesser but an issue nonetheless.Read More
Basically a love-hate relationship.
I now love the lessons. I hate how you taught.
I loved your time. I hate how we spent it.
I loved ever smile. I hate every tear.
one day my time will come ; when talent will save me from myself. waiting for that moment ; anxious and growing numb ; but me, time will not fail. I refuse to by fears , be bound ; have to make this one count.Read More