Happy #WCW to all the Bad Gyals on the page. Ladies and gents, it is officially Cardi Season. Twerk something in celebration, Okurrrr!!! N.Y. forget Spring, Cardi B has arrived!! Eeeooooowww!! So, let’s talk about Cardi B!! Why she makes me hold my head my head high? Her music causes me to celebrate myself. She… Continue reading The Age of Cardi B
Here we go again, yet another brother slain by the police. This time a 22-year-old, stay at home father of two babies, ages 1 and 3. We the black community and those who fight for equality and justice alongside us, although hopeful for justice, already know how this will likely turn out. The brother was… Continue reading Still haven’t had “The Talk”
I updated my Instagram to include my blog site address today. Took a lot for me to do that. My natural instinct is to hide. Hide my pain, hide in my fear, hide my truths. But the very basis of this blog is not doing that anymore right? So I finally did it. "Real talk… Continue reading “It’s not who you are that holds you back, it’s who you think you’re not.”
Permission to be unattached please Permission to be free, to be lost and to not have the answers Permission to be desolate, to sulk in my pain Permission to simply exist in my own lane Please May I have permission to feel, heal,learn and grow Permission to taste, touch, smell, to breathe Permission to do… Continue reading Permission
I titled this Blog "Being Claudia B.", because this is where I am in life. My current path is one of redemption. I lost myself. I lost myself a long time ago. So long ago that I never even noticed that it happened. Well I shouldn't say I didn't notice. I did notice. I noticed… Continue reading So why Being Claudia B.?
So here we go again. This is only maybe the third or fourth attempt at blogging. But here I am again starting again. I’m learning that there is no shame in starting again. In fact, it shows strength, it shows persistence. Also, I didn’t know why I was so drawn to writing before. But now… Continue reading Being Claudia B