I ran away from home. Home being adulthood. Yep, I packed my little bag of toys and walked to the backyard and climbed up to my treehouse (sorta) and sat. Adulting just became too much for me. Between transitioning jobs to family life to my own mental issues, I just felt like I needed a break from it all. So I took it. Now I’m back. Sorta…
Everyone can’t do that. They can’t just pick up and leave just like that (Jay-Z line). They have family and other obligations that would prevent them from doing like me and taking my ball and going home. Shit is therapeutic as hell though. If you can I urge each and every one of you to stop what you’re doing and plan a getaway. It doesn’t even have to be far or even out of your house. Just schedule some alone time to get yourself together. You can’t pour into others if you’re empty. Refill that vessel.
I needed to take a trip so I did. I am in-between jobs right now. Now really unemployed but I resigned from my old job and I’m waiting for my new job to start. It’s just taking a little longer than I planned to get things together. This is to be expected since the job is overseas and there are a number of hoops to jump through. Ya know, dot the I’s and cross the T’s. It’s a government contract so we have to make sure everything is everything.
Anyway, I decided to take two trips. One to see my sister, brother (in-law) and nieces. The other is to see #Bae. Yep. No longer #prebae but she’s graduated to #Bae! I have to fly out of DC anyway so might as well stop by, right?
I think this really has been the break that I needed. I was able to just relax and detox my mind (and body). Oddly, I’m ready to get to work though. It may be the new challenge, being tired of sitting in the house watching trash daytime tv or both. Not ready to leave #Bae but I’m ready to get this money! Sallie Mae doesn’t care too much about my need for a vacation. She needs that bag so I gotta get it since the getting ain’t gonna get itself (Katt Williams voice). Stay tuned…
I believe in karma. She’s one of my best friends. I wholeheartedly feel that what you put out will come back to you. Just like a boomerang. While you may not reap the seeds that have been sown right away, it will eventually bloom.
Good energy or juju is just as powerful as bad energy or juju. Be careful of what you put in the atmosphere. Only give what you are willing to receive.
You’ll always win when you give it your all and do your best. Don’t be so concerned with trophies and awards to display your excellence. Self acknowledgement is a much greater reward.
Push yourself in every situation to be better than the last time. You are better than you think you are.
You got this! Just go out there and make the best of your today’s the worst of your tomorrows.
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Every tattoo on my body has some personal meaning to it. This is a marking that, unless I have it covered, I will bear for the rest of my life as a message to the world as to what I am about or was going through at the time. This is my newest addition.
As an mental health advocate and survivor of suicidal thoughts and depression I chose the word believe with a semicolon replacing the letter ‘i’.
This tattoo encourages me to bel;eve that things will be better and that this is not the end of my journey.
It’s one thing to just say aloud or to myself that even though times are hard that they will be better and things will be okay. It’s a total difference when you actually bel;eve that things will be better or different.
The bel;ef in a better way is what makes it happen. When you truly bel;eve that you will be okay, you will be. You have to bel;eve.
One of the effects of depression is that it can mute your ability to speak or reach out for help verbally.
Did you know that you can chat with a mental health professional instead?
suicidepreventionlifeline.org/chat can assist you when you can’t or don’t want to speak to someone.
You can also message them via Twitter or Instagram at the handle @800273talk
Mental health wellness and awareness is so important. In the black community people tend to either ignore the signs or look down on someone that is having suicidal thoughts or mental issues. This causes them to not want to open up about it out of fear of being ostricized. This needs to change. #SilenceTheShame
In the past I have had suicidal thoughts but was blessed to have people to turn to for help. Everyone isn’t as lucky. If you feel like you can’t talk to your friends or family you can always contact 1-800-273-talk.
Please check on your people. Take notice of the signs of change in their behavior and reach out. A simple text of “hey, just checking in on you to see if you’re okay.” Goes a long way. Trust me. You tmental health matters.
Okay so this year I put in a mighty effort to fast from food this Ramadan. I tried. I really did. My body just wasn’t as strong as I thought it would be. I didn’t prepare well enough, I guess. I lasted for 16 out of the 31 days so that’s sort of a win. I think this is the longest I’ve gone so far before having to break. I normally cheat though and drink water or tea, but I tried to go without during fasting times for a few days towards the end before the break and it was too much for me. I became dizzy, I was having headaches and just not feeling great. And my blood sugar levels were way out of control. Ya see, I technically get a pass from abstaining from food because I’m a type 1 diabetic and need to eat. I can always fast in others ways. Fasting is just abstaining from something during those specified hours. It doesn’t have to be food. While many use food it can be anything. Similar to Lent.
So for the rest of Ramadan I’ll be abstaining from social media and the like. No Instagram posting, Facebook liking, though I’m rarely on Facebook noawadays anyway. I will only use social media to post my podcast links. Dassit.
I’m gone until June 15th after this. See ya soon!
Yep, I’m still here. I’ve been gone for awhile dealing with this craziness called life.
I let life get the best of me and found myself in a bad place. I needed to step back and reassess some things. Thankfully my tribe and framily recognized the change in me and quickly contacted me and basically said, in the most lovingly way that they can, get your shit together because we care about and love ya!
So I’m getting my shit together. Y’all already know about me seeing my therapist for anxiety but it just wasn’t enough. Depression crept in and started messing with things. Moving around emotions and putting stuff in places that they don’t belong like they live here. Nah, depression. That ain’t how this works. You can’t just come up in my space and change stuff without asking first. Nah, bruh. Go on somewhere with all that.
I’m trying something new and hopefully this will work. I should see results in 6-8 weeks… We’ll see. In the meantime in-between time. I’m meditating send back to exercising oh and writing.
So just a quick update; I’m back, on some new meds for depression and trying to live my life to the fullest.