The Feed

Mental Health Awareness Month is coming to an end, and if I were preaching, I'd probably have a lot to say. Maybe too much. But I think I'd start here. Earlier today, Dr. Lance sent me a message. Nothing earth-shattering. Nothing dramatic. Just a simple check-in. And if I'm being honest, I was immediately confused. Not because I didn't understand the question. Not because there was some hidden meaning behind it. I was confused because I am so accustomed to being the one check

Listen… I didn’t mean to grow up this much. I was minding my business, drinking my water, trying not to let anybody’s half-baked chaos mess with my moisturized spirit — and then life tapped me on the shoulder and said, “Sis, you’re overdue for a transformation.” I didn’t sign up for it. I didn’t volunteer. I wasn’t even ready. But healing has this funny way of sliding into your life like, “Yeah, I’m here. Don’t fight it.” And let me tell you, healing did not ask me for permis

So, let’s talk about lifequakes. Yes, you read that right—lifequakes! I learned about this term today, and honestly, it gave me life (pun...