I am love and I’m not for err’body.The materialistic sees no value;there’s no price tag or blingso my price is unseen.The broken man bows his head in shame.Feeling, lost, incomplete, unworthy,he will never win the game.Still, I am love.So I pray for the shallow and hurtthat you may find enlightenment, revelation, and self-worth.
40 days or 40 years? That’s up to us. We’re faced with so much uncertainty today—we can literally talk to someone and die. Or expose someone to coronavirus and they fall ill. Or die. Plus, this pandemic has caused us all to reveal our true colors. Some are incredibly selfish. Hoarding toilet paper and masksContinue reading “How to Keep Your Faith During the Coronavirus”
This is a heartfelt plea from my inner child who suffered at the hands of countless men in two different states… It’s a plea from a black woman who still suffers from triggers, flashbacks, and several mental health disorders, bipolar included… It’s a plea from a black mom of a boy and girl whose nightmaresContinue reading “Dear black moms, the best tip to protect your kids from sexual abuse: change your parenting style”
Because psychologists describe love simply as having a strong desire for an emotional union with another person, there’s no internal mechanism to distinguish between healthy and unhealthy love. That’s because our desire arises from loneliness and our need to feel accepted and cherished. So you can fall in love with an abuser just as easily as youContinue reading “The Desire to Be Loved”