“You’re allowed to disagree. You’re allowed to live differently. You’re allowed to struggle publicly, but I’m also allowed to NOT struggle publicly.”

Only one regret coming out of the first year of marriage: that I didn’t meet and marry my husband sooner.

It’s true what they say – the whole world stops when your child is born.

For today’s generation of blacks to act as if their struggle compares to that of two generations ago insults and diminishes that generation’s struggle.

Body shaming isn’t cool. Neither is lying.

You’re allowed to disagree. You’re allowed to live differently. You’re allowed to struggle publicly, but I’m also allowed to NOT struggle publicly.

The reason my comments always get you into your feelings is because deep down, you know what I am saying is true.

Fight every chance you can to be you. Don’t let them intimidate you. Authenticity is greatness.

I don’t know why people like being oppressed.

Life is a miracle. Life is sacred. And when women carry life, we get to become the keepers of some of the Universe’s greatest secrets: beginnings.

Either they are all wrong, or none of them are wrong.

Sorry I’m *still* not sorry.

You can still say whatever you want to say on social media, but you have to be willing to stand by your words.

My freedom doesn’t end where your fear begins.

I don’t know who needs to hear this but if a woman threatens to kill herself and your unborn child, you are in an emotionally abusive relationship.

Avoid giving speeches in front of crowds.

The liberal people are the violent people in this country. The Democrat Party are the violent people.

How will you ever be able to heal your broken parts, if you keep allowing the past to stay?

Fear is such a powerful emotion for humans that when we allow it to take us over, it drives compassion right out of our hearts.

They tell you to be grateful for what you have. But you are also allowed to be sad for what you have lost.

I’ll allow for this pain to bleed from my pen onto the paper to relieve the pressure from my tortured mind.

You only meet someone, as deeply as they’ve met themselves. So do not allow their demons to condemn your soul to hell.

You are allowed to feel the way you feel.

Don’t allow yourself to be mad over something that’s not in your control.

Journaling helps me sing lullaby to my fears and worries, allowing them to sleep.