It’s no secret that I suffer from mental illnesses. Just look at this blog. Just look at my twitter. There’s no question that not only do I deal with it on a regular basis but I am also advocate for it, especially for black people. For the most part, I’m an open book about it through my writing. But I also have a don’t ask, don’t tell policy. Even when writing, I try to be as transparent as possible, but I still pick and choose what I wish to share.
Monday, August 15, 2016
Monday, August 1, 2016
As I was finishing up my degree and heading my path to being a spiritual counselor/coach, I realized that my faith in a lot of things and just life in general was in question. My faith within anything can either be very high or very low and sometimes in between. So I questioned myself and put myself to the test. I asked (well, more like told) God that if I’m going to be a spiritual coach and help others give their life to Christ, my faith needs to be A-1. That very night, I decided to do a little experiment so to speak. Every day for seven days, I would request something and have perfect faith that God will come through. And guess what? He sure did.
Monday, July 18, 2016
As my loan
shark company was telling me that I basically used all of my extensions and would have to start repaying soon though I technically don’t graduate until August, I felt my blood boiling. As he was trying to explain to me my options in regards to repayment, all I could think about is how the woman I talked to five months prior regarding my loan and deferment status lied to me. She told me if I call in May, just asked for a school forebearance and I would be straight. Okay, cool or so I thought. But yet, here I am on the phone with a different rep that’s telling me otherwise.
Monday, July 11, 2016
As you all I know, last month I was severely triggered which caused me to go MIA. The thing about borderline personality disorder is that you can be triggered by anything at any given time. There's no warning signs or anything. And I will admit, that day my demons won and I allowed them to have their way with me for those 30 days.
Tuesday, July 5, 2016
Monday, May 30, 2016
Monday, May 23, 2016
The answer is pretty simple: if you need help, get help.
Don’t worry about what your mother says or what anyone else says. Assuming you’re over the age 18, you have the right to seek help with or without your mother’s consent. If you feel like something is wrong, chances are there is and there is nothing wrong with that. The fact that you are noticing something isn’t right and considering to get help is major progress. Now you just have to actually pursue it.