Is there a balance to be struck? Is it even possible? Growing up, I was surrounded mostly by white people. I wanted to look more white. Attending Howard University, and being around pretty much all black people - I wish I looked more black. Will there ever be a time or an environment, I suppose,… Continue reading What Are You?
The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep. - Robert Frost, excerpt taken from Stopping By Woods On a Snowy Evening I read this poem for the first time when I was in first grade.… Continue reading Promises to Keep
When I was 15 going on 16, I met a guy. We'll call him Alex. Alex was cute, he was a year older than me, and his flirtatious attitude made me giddy. Every time I was around him I felt excitedly anxious, but now I see that that anxiety stemmed from a lack of self… Continue reading Becoming Whole