Written by PresidentELLA
I'm not perfect because I'm petty. "Petty" is uncapping the syrup bottle and doing pirouettes in the kitchen because he thinks he can get get rid of you easy and you think to yourself, "Nah, playboy. Dealing with me is a sticky situation." I don't know if the syrup was worse than the egging but I do know that he should have never done whatever it was he did (because you know I already forgot what it was). Really... I was just angry... at everything. I was largely at fault. I know I love him most because he's treated me with respect through it all. (& I apologized, y'all. I'll give you some tricks, someday. lol) I finally found someone who loves me more than I love him. It sounds terrible to say/write but I've loved way too hard and I deserve it back for a change. I don't mean to say I don't or won't love him as much as he loves me, but I'm broken and I know it. I need affection more than the average. I need someone who loves me enough to deal with the residual bullshit these fuck-boys have left me with and help me heal. I need someone to show me better. Read More
Written by Brittany Shawnté
Now this isn’t me trying to preach to y’all or anything, but it was a message that stuck with me. In that moment, I realized just how much I relate to her. We all can, religious or not, because we often let the circumstances of our lives blind us. Particularly, we can let our rejection and losses tear us up, forgetting that the story doesn’t end here and that we are built to WIN. In a lot of cases, we become bitter because our lives aren’t where we think they should be. Read More
Written by PresidentELLA
"You have anger issues," he likes to tell me. But.. No, I'm just not happy as I should be.
I don't know if it's over. As of this minute, it is, but you know how arguments go. Thing is, I don't want to be with anyone who doesn't want to be with me. I suppose I'm at that point where I'm letting a dog roam. He'll soon learn that I'm off limits once he's walked out of my door because I don't take in strays. He's gotten upset at me before, for being able to get so cold and cut off my love. But, after my last "relationship" I've learned that no relationship matters enough to lose my happiness. The person I'm with should be making a conscious effort to make my day great because I try to do that for him. I want a real relationship where I'm actively happy. Not one where I'm so unhappy but staying silent and locking myself in a room because I can't be around people or on social media without mentioning how shitty I feel in my relationship. Read More
I'm definitely clingy. I know this because he just told me I am about an hour ago. Until just now, I've been trying to fight admitting the fact that I want to be all up under my guy as much as possible... but enough of the denial. There have always been particular labels I think a woman tries to avoid in her life: bitch, hoe, prude, crazy, dumb and (seemingly less threatening of these) clingy. I didn't think I was clingy until I admitted to myself that I am most comfortable doing what I love in life, when I have love in my life. I tell you... it's hard to focus when you don't know where your man is. But when you feel supported and loved, there's nothing you can't handle Read More
Written by Alex Russell
One of the biggest things I've learned (and continue to learn) on my journey building my own business is ...Work-life balance...😱
Wait is there such a thing?! 😂😂 it exists! Promise!!
When I started coaching I had a hard time putting down my phone 📱 and computer 💻 and was deep into learning all the ways I could be better and build a better business. Now, there is definitely nothing wrong with that buuut there was a problem: I was leaving my number one out! I let work take over and personal time was few and far between. Read More
Written by @PresidentElla
When you're fighting a winning battle, you rarely feel the scratches through the blows. While I was with Timothy, and while I waited for our day in court, I tried the hardest I've ever tried to be strong. The same way I tried to ignore the bruising around my neck, I tried to ignore the anti-social emotional train wreck I had become. Read More