About one week ago from today, I received my business cards in my mailbox. I was excited and was feeling as if I  was truly accomplished getting not only my government name on a piece of colorful cardstock, but my passion to write. The same week of ordering my business cards my bank account read $35.56. Someone else in the world, probably would have backed down from placing an order on the site. Working a part-time job and contributing to helping my husband pay the bills can sometimes leave my account close to the negatives. I learned to embrace my struggle. Placing an order for my business cards was going to leave me with only $16.00 dollars and some change. It was a chance that I was willing to take to BRAND myself. Here is why...

The victim (name withheld) is a young 22 year old woman. I was told her story over this past weekend; by a love-one who is was very close to her and as well as her father. The love-one also gave the confirmation, that I can share her story with the world. Today, I am going to not only tell some of her story that I was told, but as well give the young woman my advice...

I found myself stressed out and wanting to go out for the night and just drink! You read right, I wanted a few shot glasses, Hand Grenades, and a large daiquiri to top that. Drinking wasn't going to solve a thing, but give me the worst headache. I felt like a failure when once I found out from a university that I truly wanted to attend that I couldn't. 



The reason why I couldn't attend the university was, that at the time I didn't have a parent to sign off on my loans. Therefore, I couldn't be a dependent student. I didn't have a parent or family member that truly believed in my dreams during that time. I'm not knocking my mother at all. I just truly felt let down and like a true failure!

There are countless women who already know that having sex with a man won't and will not make him stay with you. But, my question is how many women actually believe that their sex won't send a man packing?  

Let me let you know this. Once you have sex with a man, he most likely won't have that same motivation to win you or even the same image of you as he imagined.

Yesterday, I went to my nearest Fantastic Sams for a what could have just been a trim, but it ended up being a complete hair cut. I truly wanted to part with a few inches of my natural hair weeks ago. It took me spending over three hours flat ironing my hair to see that my healthy hair practices had paid off. I now wonder why so many people awe over long natural hair, but what about aweing over healthy hair?

I would listen to rain pour on the tin roof of my home, as I silently counted how many drops of water would fall from the leaking roof into several pans in my living room. It wasn't a game that entertained other kids my age. In fact, it wasn't a game at all. It was God's way of reminding me that a better life would come after suffering for so long. I sometimes would count up to two hundred drops of water that had fallen before my mother would quickly try to keep the pans from overflowing....

In tears, shaking, my thoughts feasting on my soul. I was trying to fight back tears that still fell from my weary eyes. Depression was trying to get the very best of me. There was no more facing life alone and without my savior, Jesus Christ. You see, life was breaking me down. I had more bills than money, fighting with my husband, and an eviction notice taped to my front door. Before this time in my life, I thought that my lil' crazy self had life under control. (I was sadly mistaken.) It took me falling to my knees to be brought back to reality. The reality I was facing was that I couldn't live my life without Jesus Christ...

Today is the day that I write a letter on my blog to myself. I am now 23 years old and a wife. I work a part-time job, and I am a YouTuber. I am now an impulsive young woman chasing her dreams. No longer, I am that small-town village girl. I am living in a city with dreams that I am still molding along with God to come true. I want to tell you; Seventeen year old, Linda how much you have changed for the better...

As we all know it is very common for couples in general to have disagreements. If you are in a relationship or married to your spouse, chances are biting your tongue when you want to have the last word during an argument can be difficult. I can honestly tell you that finding the right words to say don't have to be daunting. Here are 5 thing that you can say to your husband whenever your marriage is going through a storm....

Growing up, I always would get discouraged to ask my mama about my father. I wanted to know where he was, who he was, and why he wasn't around. I was only five years old and filled with curiosity. As a child, I would watch my classmates interact with their fathers during school activities, open house, and field days. I vividly remember staring off into the audience during awards day at my school with a ravishing pain in my heart. Many of my peers had their 'parents'  and family members clapping and cheering for their accomplishments. I would watch many of my peers smile and pose for photos with their parents, while me on the other hand I often times didn't see my own mother at my school functions...

What if today you had the opportunity to gain more or to re-discover the confidence that you knew always lied within you? Would you take the opportunity to transform your life? Or would you allow the opportunity to slip away from you within a blink of an eye? Okay, enough questions. I'm sure you have made the right decision by now. Allow me the chance to give you a little bit of my story, and a few tips to gaining or rediscovering the confidence that you deserve to share with world...

 After only six months after high school, I was under depression. I felt like I wasn't going to amount to anything or be anyone worth looking up to. I was still blessed to say and be the first person from my immediate family to graduate from high school.

 I was nineteen and with no job, no car, or a supportive family. I wanted to go to college and major in mass communications and be the next Uptown Angela on Q93. But once, I realized that my mother didn't have a job nor the education or the finances to place me into college, I had to learn to let go...