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The thoughts I couldn’t keep to myself anymore. Personal reflections written somewhere between heartbreak, healing, and hope.
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Bittersweet
Bittersweet. A moment in which happiness and sadness occur at the same time.
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I’m not bipolar. I have bipolar disorder.
I am a black woman living with bipolar disorder. And I have a full, thriving life.
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Hey God. It’s Me Again. Amen.
How anyone could make it through divorce without some sort of faith is beyond me.
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Friends come and go. Trust the process.
Relationships start and relationships end. There’s freedom in accepting the transient nature of life.
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Eat, Pray, Love Myself in Peru
I wasn’t looking for a partner. I was searching for myself.
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Traveling with Bipolar Disorder
Bipolar disorder doesn’t hinder my travel, but it does require extra effort in planning and preparation.
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A House With No Windows
The problem wasn’t me. It was the house. So I moved—into a house with lots of windows.
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New Adventures. New Instagram.
The old account featured WE things. The new account features MINE!
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Single, Not Divorced
Divorce does not define who I am on a daily basis. I will not attach the word to myself.