Stepping Outside of My Comfort Zone

*** Block. Delete. Repeat. poem provided in last post** At the time I was on a blocking streak. If I were to get the wrong vibes... BLOCK! If someone was hitting my line way too many times and I'm not responding... BLOCK! If I felt as if someone held no substance in my life... BLOCK, BLOCK, BLOCK and that was final. But for the most part my x inspired me to write this poem when I did. He thought sh*t was sweet. He believed that no matter how he treated me I wouldn't leave him because I loved him soooo much 😒... Ya damn skippy. One day he pushed me to my limit. I cut him off with the swiftness and blocked him on every social media site possible. Half of me did this to be petty and the other half was making an adult decision. I realized that the "love of my life" was merely a toxic being that prohibited me from receiving my blessings. After I cut ties with him things really started looking up for me. Everything in my life was progressing and I never felt bett

Block. Delete. Repeat.  I wish you were here to see me doing better without you   Mostly because you thought I never could   I want to rub it in your face ... oh yeeaaahh that would feel so good   I wish I knew how dumb you felt losing someone like me   Someone with so much love, strength, courage,and positivity   I bet it sucks to suck   You had love and luck but you fucked it up   And I bet your sad   Boo hoo poor you   No ... Boo hoo poor me   I can't even smile with glee I can't even enjoy your misery   Because you're so m.i.a you can't even see the new me   But ultimately how could you ?   I blocked you on every site   I don't even remember what your number looks like   Our messages are erased so I don't know if your iMessaging me No dm, no Snapchat, no emails, no tweet After pressing block this contact I also pressed delete  

**Personal Shoutouts for Ying Yang Show!** Before I start I want to give a big thanks to Sariah Johnson for selecting me to be apart of this masterpiece. The Ying Yang show wouldn't of been such a success without your leadership. You are truly amazing #BlackGirlPower. I also want to give a shout out to my two runway partners Josiah Roebuck and Shane Woods for being so cooperative and adaptable. I'm so glad that we were partnered together because we delivered a remarkable performance! And of course there would not be a performance without choreography. I also want to thank La'Raven Rouse for coming up with the turn sequence. She always comes up with something creative every single time and deserves all the props she gets. I am giving my dear friend, Delano B., a shout out for styling our all white looks for the show. You took on a hard task and showed how great of a designer you truly are. Lastly, I wouldn't have any recollection of this night without Brandon Gardener.

 I knew life had its ups and downs but at the time it seemed as if there was no up because everything continued to go downhill. Around this time last year I reached one of the lowest points I had ever been in my entire life. Everyday was Halloween, I wore the most natural mask you'd ever seen. On the outside I was this jolly bundle of joy but internally I was battling with severe depression. I had several negative thoughts rambling through my head on a daily. Day by day my gloomy thoughts clouded my outlook on life and to be quite frank I just wanted to die. I will be the first to admit that I had intentions to commit suicide on several occasions. The key to stopping your depression is self awareness. I was not aware of how ill I was until my suicidal thoughts came about. Thankfully I did not do anything to harm myself and I never plan on doing so but I did realize that I was not okay, I was not healthy emotionally and mentally. I had to be real with myself... I needed help. 

          Depression Kills. by Alana Wright-Howard There is a stinging pain implanted into my chest almost as if a bullet has morphed its way into the lively commotion of my heart.   I place the palm of my left hand on the area to mend the pain My hand is moist... Why is my hand moist?   My vision is blurred but it is clear to me that I am bleeding My blood oozes from my body and my soul begins to wane, my heartbeat is no longer beating the same rhythm.   My heart beat stops.   I drop my shaking hand to the floor and motion my eyes to make contact with the heavens As I look up I feel the light beaming on my face, yet my left hand is reaching to the depths of hell I now know where I'm going but why?   Who is responsible for all of this ? Who is the reason for my death? I refocus my vision to the answer that stands before me ... there it is It's that bitch that I used to adore !  She seduced me and I fell for her ways   I got stuck in a

After months and months of procrastination I am proud to say that the time has come! I HAVE FINALLY CREATED MY OWN BLOG PAGE !!! Lord knows how many times I have put this off but now it's my time to shine! I will be POSTING WEEKLY on TUESDAY'S and THURSDAY'S. YAASSSSS !!! And trust me I will be snatching souls and giving life. Every post will be different. My blog will be filled with tons of poetry (written by me of course), life saving advice, my crazy thoughts, fashion, beauty tips, words of inspiration, and much more! I hope you all enjoy my blog as much as I will. Stay tuned for tomorrow's post ❤💋  ** I also want to give a special thanks to my girl Dai for encouraging me to do this. You are truly a blessing girl and I appreciate you so much ! Check out her blog page  http://daisysbeaute.blogspot.com/?m=1  You'll love it ! **