Hollywood is more than just glamour, parties, and paparazzi. In some cases, Hollywood can take the best of you and leave you at the edge of a balcony ready to jump, as portrayed in the movie, Beyond The Lights. Before this movie, I did not understand the motive and circumstances behind celebrity suicides. I'm not… Continue reading Hollywood’s Deepest Secrets: A Movie Review of Beyond The Lights
Kanye-Fidence, as outlandish as it sounds, works. Try it.
The American education system has not done its due diligence in making sure students are savvy in all things concerning finances. In grade school, I do not remember taking a class on interest rates, credit cards, investment portfolios and other financial concepts. It is no wonder many millennial are in over their head in educational debt;… Continue reading If It Don’t Make Money, It Don’t Make Cents: My Journey To Financial Freedom
Every now and again, I'll stumble upon an article that describes exactly how I am and how I process information. This article, 16 Habits of Highly Sensitive People, describes me to a T. Sensitivity has its drawbacks but the silver lining is my writing. My ability to feel pain, sadness, happiness, and anger result in… Continue reading 16 Habits of Highly Sensitive People
Recently, my friend mentioned to me that she was done with relationships that are "long stories." We all have friends that when you ask how her boyfriend is doing, she says, “Let me tell you what happened yesterday or last week” and then, she proceeds to tell her version of a long story. Long stories, in my friend's experience, never ended well. Her advice: leave any man that gives you a long story and move on.
I met a woman at leadership conference in April and her story intrigued me. She earned a doctorate degree from Harvard University, worked as an epidemiologist at the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention for a couple years, and then, went to work a Burger King. I was fascinated with how similar this story is to my own. Doing what I love has taken courage. People will scrutinize what they do not understand. At the end of the day, however, I have to do what is right for me.
We met when I was 8 years old. Old people referred to it as puppy love, which my 8-year-old mind did not comprehend. I was not a puppy and neither was he. I turned to him whenever I needed to vent or whenever I needed a good laugh. He always provided an outlet for me… Continue reading Love Affair