The Emotional Impact of Words on Our Mental Health.
Most of the time, physical scars can heal, but the emotional impact of degrading and dehumanizing words can last for years.
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Rebelle Society
You F’d Up. And You’re Still Perfect.
No matter what I’m experiencing, I love, forgive, and accept myself fully. Today, I remember that my imperfections are perfect.
I Choose My Daughter Over My Parents and Their God.
I love my parents, but I don't like them. I don't respect them. I don't trust them.This is not about anger. I am angry, but that is secondary.
Different Springs: The World Is a Maze. {poetry}
The world is a maze. There are only intersections when necessary, and the entrances, once entered, vanish.
A Call to End an Era of Injustice.
In blurring the lines between our privileges and our rights, we become complacent when we ought to hold ourselves and others accountable.
On Turning 35: Lines I’ve Never Seen.
I refuse to equate having cancer scraped off my face with lines on my chest. I refuse to buy into the idea that a breast pillow is as necessary as sunscreen.
Collective Experience: Try Changing Your Point of View.
How many different perceptions can you include? How do others' feelings and the past impact the experience for all involved?
What Is Mine to Do: Documentary on Peaceful Support.
I asked, “What is mine to do?” Through my spiritual practice arose the idea of creating a documentary on what some were doing to support the end of racism.
Privilege: An Open Letter to White Police Officers.
A conscience is a risky thing because it isn’t passive. It is burdensome, and in this it resembles the other side of privilege.
My Graduation Speech: Let’s Walk Toward Our Dreams.
In our dreams, we follow P.J. Palacio’s advice: “When given the choice between being right or being kind, we will always choose kind.”