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.
Category: Black women
You Now Have Permission to Love Yourself
I’m realizing absolutely nothing in my life will ever get done well if I don’t take care of ME FIRST.
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.
There’s Always an Opportunity for a Possibility
Opportunities will come and go, but we always have to keep the possibility of who we are and what we are committed to alive…
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…
Ms. Howard and the Black History Project That Changed Everything
I’ve held onto to Ms. Howard’s history project for more than 20 years because it reminds me to never forget who I am as African American and to celebrate the gift of my heritage ever day.
The Ink Well 