It began as an adolescent: I envied her popularity. I envied the magnificence of her giant bangs. I envied the ease of her flirtation with boys. I envied the way she wore her Z Cavariccis. I envied her athleticism, her tanned skin, her confidence, her status. I looked around at the girls who were my peers and I measured myself against them. In my mind, I always fell short. I turned the negative energy of envy inward, silently berating myself. Continue reading Envy

About Breonna

If this topic makes you uncomfortable, I implore you, PLEASE DO NOT STOP READING. This is not meant to be a comfortable topic. I want to open up this dialogue; I want to create space to have this difficult conversation.This is not a post about ‘Politics.’ This is a post about HUMANITY. This is a post about long-standing inequalities, compassion, and the strength to look it all in the face and discuss it. Continue reading About Breonna