I’m smart. I read well. I can do math at a high level. I’m talented in multiple fields of art, music, and communication. I understand conceptual problems with relative ease and enjoy good philosophical exercises. However, paperwork, emails, and essays give me anxiety. Missed text messages and interpersonal conflict can keep my mind tied up for hours. I’m a very high achiever, but I feel like I end up near success by accident. I have High Functioning ADHD.
What is your purpose in life?
Can you envision yourself there?
How bad do you want that dream?
Are you willing to makesacrifices?
What are your short/long term goals?
What are you doing on a daily basis to get there?
Many people say I’m brave because of the leaps that I take in life. Leaps such as applying to the prestigious School of the Art Institute of Chicago, standing up to people in high places of power, and for moving to Florida without having any friends or family here. Yet, people don’t see the fear and doubt that boils up within me behind closed doors. Although I have been blessed with many talents and abilities, my biggest weakness is FEAR. So much fear that it causes me to become paralyzed and have spiritual panic attacks. An attack that knocks the wind out of my body and breaks me down to my core in tears. Attacks in which I simply can’t see the light or a way out. Continue reading “Moving Through Fear”
When people talk about ADHD, they think about the kid that can’t sit still in class. They think about the boys that get into trouble all the time. Or the girl that can’t stop talking a mile a minute. Well, Tuesday it was confirmed that I do have ADHD Inattentive type and the best thing I can describe it as is my mind being a puppy playing in the snow. Continue reading “My Diagnosis: Inattentive Type (Cocoon)”
In the past two weeks, I found myself revamping major areas of my life. I noticed myself doing the same unproductive thing on my down time after work. Going home and shutting my mind off by watching Netflix. I was watching A Different World and I just finished the Scandal series (5 years later) ha! So, I transitioned to Being Mary Jane. I’m a couple episodes in and I find myself resonating with her a lot. I started putting sticky notes of positive affirmations all over my house and keeping myself accountable to reflecting on a daily/nightly basis in my journal. Overall, I realized how discontent I was with my free time.
Today in our society, there is a stigma associated with expressing one’s thoughts and opinions, especially if you are a part of the Black & Latino community. I was inspired by a conversation with a friend of mine that explained to me the Kaepernick situation that took place. A simple bodily gesture done during a symbolic ritual that caused an uproar in the nation. Whether you agree with his statement is not for me to argue. However, I will argue that he does have the right to EXPRESS himself.
I’ve written multiple times about my struggles with Mental Health. I’ve talked about Depression multiple times over, Anxiety, ADHD, Medication, and Social Media Addiction. I’m going into another phase of the process. Getting essential help.
This blog post is an honest, raw, and inside view of my ongoing experience as a Hurricane survivor. I am still processing my experience as I am without power, running water, and food so please bear with me as I share with you my experience…
Today’s post goes out to the lovely Mikeala R., a co-worker from my summer job and an all around amazing poet. She’s asked me about men’s opinions on women’s hair. Hair on their head, brought or grown, body, etc., So, I decided to tackle this question for the culture. Let’s get into it!
*ding* TIME TO CHECK IN!! We’ve made it to mid-May and almost half-way through 2017. How are your New Years Resolutions/Themes/Goals doing? Are you still holding on tight? Did you give up months ago? Let’s talk.