These past two weeks have mentally took a toll on me. I have been feeling like I have not been good enough. (Yes, I suffer from self-esteem issues like a whole lot of other women do too.) Nor, am I ashamed to talk about my raw emotions. I honestly don't see the glory in telling your story or even giving a message if you have to sugar coat that shit, in a whole lot of tasteless bullshit. Anyways, back to what I was saying.

This past week was very eye-opening for me. I had to take the opportunity that I gave my damn self to adjust my crown. My crown may be imaginary to some folks, but oh trust me when I say that my crown is there. I believe that often as women a lot of us tend to stray away from the beauty of being unique. We see so many trends on social media, magazines, and even in our everyday lives that we sometimes just can’t help but to want IN. I have fell victim to going through an identity crisis a couple of times in my 23 years of living. 

It is amazing how simple one text message from someone you really love or who is special to you can really make your day. Today, texting has rapidly become one of the fastest ways to communicate with someone without a pen or paper.