little darlin’, it’s been a long, cold, lonely winter.

One of my favorite songs is "Here Comes The Sun." It speaks to me from the manic-depressive lens. Living with Bipolar Disorder is much like experiencing the seasons changing in your mind, often at a rapid pace. “here comes the sun” is my space to house my thoughts, feelings, and experiences through the seasons life takes me through. I’m so honored and grateful that you’ve joined me here. I hope reading these essays feels a bit like getting an ethical peek at my journal and inside of my mind.

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queer black neurodivergent mama who wants other humans to be okay in their humanness. giving a voice to the voiceless, unapologetically taking up space.