They say that we are “only flesh,” as though flesh is so easy to permeate and can’t be broken. If we are only tiny specks of dust in the...

After three of the longest  years of my natural born life, I am finally done with grad school! It took a lot to get here, from mental...

The last time I saw my Uncle Shabazz was in April, I think. He greeted me with his signature “Niece!” followed by our fist bump. Who knew...

This year has hit me with some real life shit. I’ve had lots of realizations, breakthroughs, tears, grief, more tears, and more grief. I...

Trigger Warning: This blog post mentions suicide, depression, and anxiety. Please proceed with caution, and take care of yourselves. -...

"I had to believe that it would work out, for it to work out." - Issa Dee. I know there are other people out there like me - ones who...

^ To the tune of Doja Cat at the end of “Get Into It (Yuh).” Below is my personal statement that I wrote to get in to my current Grad...

we can’t keep meeting like this, I know. it has been… a while. a journey. a time. i’ve been working, crying, grieving, eating, napping,...

“Where are you, Afiya?” My therapist asks me as I coyly pick at a scab on my arm. I look out of the window next to me, as though the...

Yes, I took that line from the "All Grown Up" theme song. I’m 24 now, guys! Where the HELL did the time go??? It feels like just the...

"Depression" (to the tune of Kendrick Lamar's "Complexion") Depression (two-step) Depression don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love) Ooh...

It's been a while... but I'm back. This post was inspired by one of my favorite TV shows, Bojack Horseman, specifically the episode "The...

“To be black and conscious in America is to be in a constant state of rage.” - James Baldwin I can’t be the only one who logs on to...

The following chronology of stories are true, personal and condensed accounts of a series of unfortunate events called My Love Life. I,...