Tag Archives: Insecurity



-Caption: A woman waits to hear about her sister, a teacher at Sandy Hook Elementary school in Newtown, Connecticut.
-Photo credit: Jessica Hill, Associated Press

I’m sitting in front of the television set, lounging in my boyfriend’s maroon, black and white plaid fleece bottoms and a blue cotton crew neck tee, sipping on a hot chocolate with my raven hair in a messy bun.  A NBC special news report flashes on the TV screen about an elementary school shooting in Newtown, Connecticut where (horrifically and I’m so sad and shocked to say) the report claims 18 children are dead alongside eight adults. Continue reading


I’m lucky to say I’ve “outgrown” eczema on most of my body.  The back of my knees and inside of my elbows are  laden with skin tones lighter than my skin pigment now.  It’s no longer on my face, neck and ears.  Where it was once on my back, there are now only scars. Continue reading