I sat in the drivers seat of my parents Toyota Sequoia, completely overwhelmed and utterly despondent. My body betrayed me as tears began to spill down my cheeks. My hunched shoulders trembled as I gasped for the next breath, in direct conflict to the strong, resolute image I had predetermined to uphold. “This wouldn’t have […]
Forget the Enneagram or Meyers-Briggs. There are only two types of people in this world: Those who let the microwave run until it rings v.s. those who stop it right before it expires. […]
I wrote a list of goals last week. And I mean real goals, not just the flowery ones that make me look like a good person. No, this list included both the passions of my heart for humanity and the desires of my heart for myself. As I was compiling this list, I realized my goals for myself have changed drastically in my late twenties. The things I jotted down for myself were far more directed and purposed in the same direction. Apparently, I have grown up over the years.
*praise break*
Dear Tough Exterior, I hope this doesn’t come as a surprise to you. It’s not me. It’s you. I’m breaking up with you. Actually, I’m breaking up with you and your cousins, Ms. “Independent,” Mrs. “I can do it Myself, ” and the “I don’t need anyone” Lady. Don’t get me wrong. You served me […]
I was an active member in a sorority. Honestly, I cant believe it either. What’s even more shocking is I’m sharing my experience rather than taking my little secret to my grave as I initially intended. But before I delve in offer an explanation to those of you who are still recovering from shock, let […]
One of the biggest motivations for this blog is to redefine what life after twenty-five looks like. It’s a community for likeminded #posttwentyfive-ers who are still foolish enough to believe in their dreams. In my early twenties, I was a hot mess and had indestructible belief that the dreams I held in the safety of […]
Post twenty-five “Forever 21 is no longer your go-to store. Yes y’all. Your beloved department store when you were 17 starts to become almost “too trendy.” And even if you find something you like and fit in, you will most likely only wear it on the weekends because crop tops don’t fit office dress code.”
Post Twenty-five Life 