Growing Up Black In America

Growing Up Black in America Means… Being followed around in a jewelry store as a 7th grader. Seeing very little representation of yourself on T.V. Except on B.E.T. (And seeing arguments that one channel centered on black entertainment is racist). Having to (laughingly) explaining the difference between a perm and natural hair to, well, a…

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I Am Not Your “Model” Christian

I grew up in the Baptist Church. I’m talking tambourines, huge choirs, 3 hour services, and church mothers. But that doesn’t mean anything because: I don’t pray every day. Most days, my prayers don’t offer up praise and thanksgiving. Rather, I ask a multitude of questions and wait patiently for answers. Sometimes it seems like…

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Let’s Talk About Healthcare

For anyone who knows me, you know that healthcare is important to me. With everything that has happened this week, I thought that it would be a great idea to combine my two passions, health and writing, in order to bring some light to this very important issue. To be clear, this is not a…

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First Blog: Content in Uncertainty

I graduated from a school ranked in the top 20 of the nation, with a Bachelors of Arts in Human Health and English, and no job. Now I know this isn’t a big deal these days. I have plenty of classmates still searching for their dream job. Or at this point, just a job. And…

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