What’s meant for you will always find you…

✨The universe always knows exactly what she is doing.

❌I’ve wanted to quit more in the past week, than ever before. Quit therapy, quit writing, just quit…

And then today, I got this message.

You know life is so unpredictable and there are times I think I’m doing so great and then out of thin air this dark cloud presents itself and it’s always hell to get it to disappear.

I’ve been wearing my best of smiles lately only to avoid being asked if everything is okay. Something about that damn question that gets me every time. So I just pretend and hope reality catches up

And I usually write to dump out all the feelings because I kinda suck at verbally expressing them but lately I couldn’t even bring myself to do that…

And then I got this message… and I just cried quietly to myself.

When something is meant for you, it will always find you.

It will find you in your brightest moments and your darkest corners.

It’ll celebrate your highest highs, and pick you up during your lowest lows…
✨✨
Thanks B, though you reached out to let me know how I’ve helped you-you didn’t even realize how much you were helping me. I love you 🤍
✨✨

Just keep swimming friends
Never stop writing ✍🏾

As Mental Health Awareness Month is coming to an end…

I pride myself on being an amazing mother, partner, family member, friend, human being etc.-and here’s why…

There was a point in my life where I was more angry than sad. I was sad because I was so depressed and i was angry because I truly felt like no one gave a shit. So much so that I tried to take my own life (this was years ago) and I wrote a suicide note, and turns out I kept it.
I’ll be honest I didn’t even know I kept it until I stumbled upon it yesterday digging through old journals.

And so I sat down and read it- I bawled. Y’all, I was so angry back then.
It broke my heart to read a letter I left behind for people who knew me and yet it was filled with so much anger and then there was part for Kannen and I told him that despite what anyone tried to tell him, his momma loved him.

Reading a note that was telling my son goodbye- whew, that hit different and it just…
It just really broke my heart.

My point being that as #mentalhealthawarenessmonth comes to an end, I want my family, my friends, other human beings, etc. – I just want you to know I care, I’ll always care- even when I say I don’t…I do.

I will be your vault, your shoulder to cry on, your person, your safe space-I will be what you need in the moment you need it the most.

It’s important that we remind those that we love just how much we love them.
You never know what people are going through.

I love you guys with everything I have and then some.

✨🖤✨

Photo Of The Day 5.16.21

Photo By: Candice Leigh

📓𝚂𝚘 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚘, 𝙸 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚓𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚜.
📔𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚓𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕, 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛.
✍🏾𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 go𝚝 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝙸’𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎.
🤯𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚜 𝙸 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚜𝚢ch𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌 𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 wh𝚘 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚢.
🥲𝚂𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚢, 𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚓𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚓𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍, “𝙷𝙰𝙿𝙿𝚈”. 𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚜, 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝?!
📝𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚑𝚘𝚘, 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢, 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚓𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚝.
𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚘.
😩𝙸 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚓𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚕.
🤬𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, “𝚈𝚘𝚞’𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 ev𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗’𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝!”
🖊 𝙻𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝, 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚓𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕-𝙳𝚊𝚢 𝟺 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝟸 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢- 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗 wi𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏…
🖍𝙽𝚘, 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎𝚝𝚢