If I’m not sad enough, it never taste as delicious. This has been a proven scientific fact. The amount of sadness equates to the amount of love I need to put into my soup, that’s called balance my friend. This recipe came from a Pinterest page about a year or so ago. I was working… Read More Thai coconut milk&red curry soup.
Artwork:Solo by Kevin A. Williams Why are there boundaries? To..keep..us… stagnant? To keep us in line? To keep us? I think back to years ago in high school (I can literally say years ago because my 10 year reunion is coming up in July smh) all these “journeys” I would go on to find myself.… Read More Why are there boundaries?
I tend to freak out a lot. As of lately, my freak-outs have been increasing. When I say I wasn’t always like this, I mean it. I’m on my lunch break at work. I made broccoli seasoned with honey butter, a dash of salt and maybe too much cracked black pepper. I paired it with… Read More Lunch break conversations.
What a nuisance it becomes when working in the mental health field and someone says “you look tired” tired? I look tired? It’s just so casually stated like as if I decided to wear my pants backwards or something. Or didn’t do my hair. I don’t even know how else to describe the feeling entirely.… Read More Personal: career in mental health.
I tried something different with my makeup today. A softer look. No eyeliner. Bb cream. Mascara. Pink lips. A little blush. I liked it. Today was just…. Idk. I have a child on the unit who poops in their hands and smears it all over their self and walls when they get mad. Another future… Read More