Abuse, addiction, advice, friendship, Herstory, Women, Women in Cannibus

I’m Scared To Move On To The Next Step

This post is dedicated to my Budsistas, my friends Jen, Anya, and Wendy, and to all the people who have allowed me to be a mess the last four years as I figure out where I am on my healing journey. Yesterday I got into a conversation about "what about me ism", and I confessed… Continue reading I’m Scared To Move On To The Next Step

Abuse, addiction, advice, Herstory, Meditation Writings, MentalHealth, Women, writing

Stay Humble…Remember Where You Started

A good deal of this website, is dedicated solely to making sure that I never forget where I started, because I intend to be insanely productively famous, on my own merit. It's not necessarily "fame" that I want, it's the opportunities that come with brand recognition that I am looking for, and while I've said… Continue reading Stay Humble…Remember Where You Started

Abuse, addiction, Herstory, SpotLight, Women, Women in Cannibus

Loud Mouth Brown Girl Spotlight: Anya Nicola

This is my very first Spotlight, on any woman in particular, and I am so proud to introduce you to this amazing woman who I met just a few months ago, during what I thought was the worst emotional roller coaster of my life. In the middle of a pandemic, I felt like my voice… Continue reading Loud Mouth Brown Girl Spotlight: Anya Nicola

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Dear Men…Is It Permission You Need? I Hereby Grant You Permission, Not To Be An Asshole

It's 2020, there is no more excuse. We are evolved enough as a society, that it's time that we start taking responsibility for our actions. Yesterday a single mother of two posted to me on Twitter and asked if I could help her raise some funds to take care of her kids. Unfortunately the only… Continue reading Dear Men…Is It Permission You Need? I Hereby Grant You Permission, Not To Be An Asshole

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I Can Get Stoned as Fuck, But I Just Can’t Get Drunk…

Maybe it's because the drinking phase of my life is out of my system, but I can't stand the idea of letting myself have more than one or two drinks at maximum. I absolutely refuse to drink with men, period. That won't happen again. Maybe it's because of my past experience or maybe it's because… Continue reading I Can Get Stoned as Fuck, But I Just Can’t Get Drunk…