Diva with Depression

The pain of depression without the filter.

Did You Hear?

1999- Did you hear about Amadou? They murdered him..... 💔 2006- Did you hear about Sean? They murdered him.... 💔 2014- Did you hear about Tamir. They murdered him... 💔 2014- Did you hear about John? They murdered him... 💔... Continue Reading →

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1,000 Pounds of Depression

I wake up. Well, I can't really say that because I don't really sleep. I have multiple cat naps throughout the night. So let's say, when I open my eyes in the normal morning hours, I have a list of... Continue Reading →

Who Cares for the Caretaker?

How about I just did a church shout in my living room.(bum knees wouldn't let me run.👩🏾‍🦳) If you've read my blogs or have followed me for a while, you know that my childhood was full of dysfunction. I used... Continue Reading →

Holiday Hell

October is domestic violence awareness month. So now is a great time to share some truths. It's also time for those holiday gatherings to begin. And we KNOW that the potato salad ain't the only thing rotten. The truth is,... Continue Reading →

Sad to have S.A.D.

Diva with Depression

As much as we hate to see it, winter is here. Dark days and holidays.

And while some folks love this time of year, others struggle with it.

I like the cooler temperatures. Nothing like a good hoodie to warm my heart. But the darkness at 4pm, not so much.

Turns out, I’m not alone.

The culprit is Seasonal Affective Disorder. Yeah I know. One more fucking thing to add to our plates. 😞

Until I started researching other issues, I never knew that S.A.D was a real thing. I knew people who got the “holiday blues “, but I didn’t realize how serious this was. Christmas is one of my favorite holidays, but it hasn’t been the same since I lost my grandfather. And I always thought that this was the main reason why I was feeling this way. Besides, being broke ain’t fun either. IJS.

Recently, two of…

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Trigger Warning!!!

I am always on the lookout for my triggers. It may sound weird, but I feel like knowing them helps decrease the affect they have on me. I'm usually wrong about that, lol, but I try. Saturday, one popped up.Now... Continue Reading →

Life without Parole

I watch the ID channel. Alot! Ok, I'm addicted. 💁🏽‍♀️ As I lay here, in a med induced fog, from psych and pain meds, staring at the TV- something stood out. I'm like a prisoner in my own dark mind.... Continue Reading →

You Ask Me Why…….

Diva with Depression

Stolen lands,
Stolen fam.
Chains and whips,
Deadly ships.
You ask me why I’m depressed.

Crowded cells,
Prison hell.
Broken homes,
A community alone.
You ask me why I’m depressed.

Whispers and sighs,
Generational lies.
Parental abuse,
Sexual misuse.
You ask me why I’m depressed.

Discrimination and hate,
The world on my plate.
You ask me why I’m depressed.

Doctors WITH borders.
Communities out of order.
You ask me why I’m depressed.

I am black. I am brown. I am a king. I am a queen. I give life. I give worlds.

I am murdered. I am ignored. I am beaten. I am stifled. I am abused. I am mistreated. I am misdiagnosed. I am neglected.
I am numb. I am hurting. I am screaming. I am reaching. I am fighting. I am drowning.

I am broken.
I am dying.





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