No Co-Signer Required

At the end of the day, we really don’t need a co-signer. We just need to be the first partaker in our dreams, goals, and action plans.

In Defense of Gold Digging

While I understood Kanye’s intention with the song, I believe it made some women ashamed to expect or ask for the best from a man for fear of being labeled a gold digger.

Hello Dating!

I recognized that I was putting men into a husband-and-family express lane…

The Solocation

So my last adventure out of the country was a little dramatic with the whole Breaking up with the Boyfriend Debacle of 2015…

You Gotta Do Your Work

I spent so many days in late spring vacillating between being grateful that I dodged a HUGE bullet to being outraged that he took my love and generosity for granted.

Year 36: I CHOOSE ME

I was already equipped with a deluxe, two-floor, Super Target with an unlimited RED card and here I was lusting after someone else’s dusty leftovers in a broke-down bodega.

New York, Year One: Always Get High on Your Own Supply

Somewhere around 1:30 on the afternoon of January 8, 2014 as I was driving over the Verrazano Bridge into Brooklyn, I suddenly saw the Empire State and Chrysler buildings in my side view and I began screaming wildly with joy. It was a good thing that I was traveling alone because I probably would have…

For the Love of Titi

On an early Saturday morning in August, I arrived in midtown to take on a personal development course. It had already been a VERY long and a VERY hot first summer in New York for me. I was grinding hard to make my writing hustle come together, I was nearing the end of my long-distance…