Black girl in therapy…

Yesterday I started therapy. I hated every moment of vulnerability I was subjected to but I knew it was necessary for me. It was time I took back the power of my life’s narrative and dictate exactly who I am and what my life will be. However, deep down in my well seasoned Caribbean soulContinue reading “Black girl in therapy…”

Letter to the single mom… 

Dear beautiful, After having my daughter, I felt like I didn’t deserve God’s grace because of what I’d done. My virginity was this treasure I kept; it set me apart and made me special now it was gone. I felt worthless and finished.  The open shame of my secret sin and the public evidence ofContinue reading “Letter to the single mom… “

Remind me who I am Lord!

Hey my love, You have probably read lots of content on how to be a wife, how to be a great friend but what about how to be… you? One of the main things I learned during my 100 days of singleness journey was who I am. It is imperative that we are able toContinue reading “Remind me who I am Lord!”

Bad attitude, big problem…

It seems that these days we almost idolize having a bad attitude. We celebrate snarky comments and bad behavior and as a very sarcastic young lady myself – I get it. However, do you have an off switch?  Are you able to put the satire aside long enough to let people get close to you?Continue reading “Bad attitude, big problem…”

Swallowing the pills of the past…

God reprimanded me like only He can about he content I’ve shared on here. For something entitled “memoirs of Keisha” there was very little insight into my history so here goes! A great deal of my childhood is blurred, based on my subconscious coping method of forgetting what hurt. During my healing process, God forcedContinue reading “Swallowing the pills of the past…”

You don’t have to pretend life doesn’t hurt…

I read these words on page 32 of “Dear Mary” written by Sarah Jakes and I closed the book.No, there’s no fancy wordplay, no great deep meaning behind it. The transparency and simplicity of that statement, brought me to a place I had been before and desperately needed to tap into once again. Sometimes lifeContinue reading “You don’t have to pretend life doesn’t hurt…”

Breakdown on the breakdown… 

This weekend, I cried until my eyes burned. I sat in my shower and whimpered like an injured puppy, praying my daughter couldn’t hear me over the water running.  Something I knew God sent me into, felt like it was falling apart right before my eyes and it hurt! I prayed and prayed and stillContinue reading “Breakdown on the breakdown… “

Here’s why you’re not healed…

You don’t want to be. Now before you go on explaining how hard it it and how many times you’ve tried, I get it. But I also get that you’ve stopped trying. You’ve grown so attached to your hurt, you believe it to be a part of who you are. It’s not.  Just because youContinue reading “Here’s why you’re not healed…”

I can’t take all the pressure…

I’m so afraid to fall. Sometimes I get petrified at the very thought of dropping the ball, of not being what I’m expected to be. After all, I’m responsible for those that look at me as a representation of Christ right? I think Pressure by Jonathan McReynolds hit the nail om the head for me – I’veContinue reading “I can’t take all the pressure…”