On being medicated, the stigma of it as a POC and how I got there. I am pretty sure that anyone that is reading this already has assumed that I take medication for my mental health issues. I would think so since I do have pill capsule earrings that are supposed to represent ‘Prozac’ and ‘Lithium’. What I won’t mention is exactly what type of medication I do take or have taken. But really, I wouldn’t even be able to take either one of those medications mentioned because it wou

I LOVE crying/llorando. It's literally the one thing that I know will make me feel better afterward. Without a doubt, every time I have cried, I always feel better. The other thing that happens after a good cry is: I get exhausted, get a headache, and need a nap/I get tired and get really hungry. There is definitely something leading up to a good cry, that I may be eating less inadvertently. Crying is a whole physical response. I am wiped. I try not to hold things in, or even

If you are reading this, you probably got sent here from my Instagram post in relation to this blog, where I said I would elaborate. So firstly, thank you for being here and supporting me. It’s probably best that I start this blog by explaining what I call ‘the madness’ that goes on in my head, or at least it did a lot more in the past. As early as 8 year’s old, I already knew then and put the pressure on myself, that I was going to go to college! WTF? what 8 year knows that,

Self-care should not be an emergency, rather practiced every day. Self Care Cada Día should be the motto. I am definitely one at fault to...