Unfiltered and Undefined

Are you natural? Thinking about going natural? Unsure of what to do once you are natural? Wondering what products are best? Ladies, put the scissors or perm down and let me share my journey! It was a year ago when I decided to do the unthinkable, and by the unthinkable I mean the BIG CHOP. I had been transitioning for months and was completely frustrated with the process. So there I stood in my bathroom with scissors in my hand going back and forth like a yo-yo on whether to cut or not to cut. I remember being  nervous , anxious and  scared. I literally went through every emotion possible in my bathroom that day. I had my friends on Facebook cheering me on but the angel on my shoulder saying girl "DONT DO IT".  30 minutes later, yes 30 minutes I finally did it, I cut the perm out. My initial reaction was "WTF". I looked like a newborn baby duck. Let me tell it I looked a hot a** mess. I felt I had possibly made the worst decision of my life. I thought "Jesus he

For years after high school graduation it was like a dark cloud was following me. I had no clue what it was, where it came from or how to get rid of it. The younger me was so unenthused about my passion that I really didn't know what the hell that was or where to buy it from. High School doesn't teach you about passion or purpose. High school forces you to learn but not to learn about you. I was so focused on doing what I thought was best that I never thought about what fit for me or who I wanted to be. Thinking back I don't know if I ever had plans for my life other than to survive. And before I knew 10 years went by and I really still hadn't thought about it, again survival was the name of the game. I didn't have time to bullshit around and only do what I thought I loved or follow some childhood dream. I had mouths to feed, 2 mouths at that and depending on who I was dating at the time it may have been 3. (inserts eye roll) In reality that whole time

For years when interracial relationships were brought up I would immediately think of a black man and a white woman. I mean I grew up with it, my cousins are mixed. Not often, if ever did I hear about black women dating white men. Here lately it seems as though this is some craze or maybe a fad. I don't know.  Some few it positively and some few it negatively and then we have those that are extreme with it. Its still a taboo if you ask me. People still have there thoughts and ideas of the reasons, the how's, and the whys. I've heard so many things its ridiculous. However I understand that with the way the world is going its hard to grasp interracial relationships. When people don't understand something they tend to create false situations. I myself don't have an answer to why. If you would have asked me 3 years ago would I have been with a white man I probably would have laughed straight in your face, not because I was against it but because I don't approac

Its so funny when people ask me why I decided to blog. Listen I didn't choose blogging chose me. LOL That's my story and I'm sticking to it. But seriously I believe we all have a little #bloglife inside of us, every single human on this earth has a story to tell and every person has a testimony that should be shared. Share It! All things you experience in life are to teach you a lesson that you can share with someone else. Its not just for you or about you. I attempt to apply the "each one teach one" method everyday. I knew at a very young age that I loved people and wanted to study psychology. However life happened and as I got older I decided I no longer wanted to be in a box. I wanted to help others on my terms and not someone else's. I didn't feel like a degree could define or test my ability to love and help others.    I am not blogging for money or fame. I blog because my hope in life is to uplift people by sharing my story, my tribulatio

I believe in fate! I mean I truly do believe people are placed in my life for a reason. My fairy god mother does not fly nor does she sound like a sweet old grandma. My fairy god mother came to me and whispered in my ear that she believed in me. That simple! For years as a wife and mother I was unsure as to what I really wanted to do in this world. I knew I wanted to help the people and be for the people. The question was "How?" I had no clue what direction I wanted to take. I knew one thing for sure and that was that I was not going to be placed in a box. I was not going to allow myself to be labeled and stuck. At 29, I started to take MY life more seriously. I say MY because that meant no one else was going to take precedence over the time I put into me. It was time to get serious. When you pull up to your day job of 4 years and you contemplate driving off before getting out,  its time for a change. LOL. It was time for me to figure out what I wanted to do with my