URGENT: Help Me Stay Housed and Keep Going
Hi Everyone, I’ve rewritten this more times than I can count. Truthfully, asking for help does not come naturally to me. I’m usually the person trying to figure it out...
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A Body Not Believed, A Voice Unheard
I did not choose this body. That is not a complaint; it is a fact. None of us arrives by appointment, selecting bones and nerves, chemistry and thresholds. We inherit...
i learned myself where no one was looking
what it costs, and what it gives, to be a Black woman here There’s something I’ve been trying to name without flattening it into something easy or digestible, and...
I’m Still Saying It
i’m still going to say it the way i mean it There’s a part of this I don’t say out loud very often. Not because it’s rare, but because it...
I’m Not Crazy: The Burden of Being Believed
There is a particular exhaustion that comes from pain. And then there is the exhaustion that comes from having to prove that pain exists at all. Fibromyalgia lives in that...
I’m Not Done Yet.
I was told—very kindly, very directly—that I should probably start talking about what I’m building here. So…here we are. Journaling has been my thing for a long time (5th grade...
A Small Business Against the Feed—and the System Behind It
On trying to sell honestly in an economy that prefers surveillance to trust Recently, in a conversation about sales and marketing I had been quietly dreading, my mentor suggested something...
The Truth, Made Visible.
Some things are difficult to say plainly. This is one of them. I am raising $52,000 for a medical treatment I must cover out-of-pocket. Not eventually. Now. I live with...
where feeling deeply has somewhere to go
I’ve kept a diary since I was a little girl. I remember reading about a girl who wrote stories in hers, and something about that stayed with me. I didn’t...
this wasn’t the plan.
i thought i’d be further along by now. moving faster. doing more. not waking up and checking in with my body before i even get out of bed. but this...
a day in the life...
just so we’re clear—most mornings—damn near every morning—this is how it goes. you wake up.and your body has already made a decision. no meeting. no discussion. no vote.just…this is what...
this hurts.
not always where you can point to it.not always in ways that translate. there’s no clean explanation.no single word that holds it. you learn what gets believed.a cast. a scar....
This Hurts...and the Cost of Staying
I’ve been trying to say this for a while—what it’s like to live in a body that hurts and still be expected to keep a life going inside it. This...
When the Pain Has a Gender—and a Color
Fibromyalgia affects women at significantly higher rates than men, and Black women often experience greater pain severity while facing systemic bias in diagnosis and treatment. This is not just a...