We’ve all fallen victim to engaging in a situationship. Sometimes you don’t know you’re in one until it’s over. You get to know someone, you make plans, and create inside jokes. Then, one day the feeling isn’t the same. The openness of “getting to know each other” becomes inconvenient. The other people you both consider… Continue reading Why Situationship Break-Ups Hurt
Photo by RF._.studio on Pexels.com For most of my life I had always been the girl that had a boyfriend. Having a guy was like having my favorite accessory on and when I didn't have it I felt like something was missing. When one guy left there was always another waiting close by. I was… Continue reading 6 Years Single & Over Dating
Throughout the 1990s and 2000s, I watched my mama lug cases of pampers to her pregnant friends' baby showers, and as the mid-2010s rolled around, teenage pregnancy in the Black community led me to attend a few baby showers of my own. I found pleasure in our remixed versions of the word scramble games, clothespin… Continue reading Genital Reveal > Gender Reveal
We pulled up at Drago’s and part of me was still excited from what had just happened. As I went to open the door, Quan grabbed my hand... “I know I promised dinner, but could we get this to go,” he said. “Yeah, if that’s what you’re comfortable with,” I said happily. “Cool, I’ll get… Continue reading Doing It Well Finale
Photo by Vladimir Palyanov on Unsplash The sound of your voice sends me into a rage. Days of seeing your face I wish I could erase. Being in your presence is about as uncomfortable as walking pass a group of men outside of the corner store. Everything you say makes my heart race but not… Continue reading Triggered
Photo by Avonne Stalling on Pexels.com On several occasions I've found myself running back to what's and/or who is familiar to me and it most cases the outcome has always been the same. I'm sitting there regretting making a U-Turn to go back to the place I've left for a specific reason, wishing I would… Continue reading Running Back To An Ex… Don’t Do It!
So he just left,like 15 mins ago.He has work blah blah blah… He comes in,uses thebathroom.Then walks to my room. From his coatto my lips.We get lifted.I needed not tofeel. He consumes me.Stop. Stop,stop. Kissing my neckwith a fist full of hair.My titties in the air. Two handfulsof me.On his lap, giantlegs wide open. The… Continue reading Talk That Talk
I guess my brain decided on now because my lips were on his skin in an instant. As he turned around, I saw his eyes glare into my soul. He slowly wrapped my leg around him and we joined in an embrace. His soft kiss on my lips was what I really needed. I could… Continue reading Doing It Well Part 2
Photo by Ketut Subiyanto on Pexels.com I never thought I would be teaching a 6-year-old how to manage his anger but here I am noticing an apparent change in my son. His emotions are way more intense than I'm used to and I'm not the only one noticing. It's like one day he woke up… Continue reading Anger Management – Kid’s Edition
Photo by DeMorris Byrd on Unsplash As a black woman, I've spent most of my life trying to avoid the angry and mad black woman stereotype. Due to that stereotype I've repressed the way I've felt, afraid that It would come off wrong to others, causing me to lose some sense of myself along the… Continue reading Black Woman, It’s Okay To Be Angry.