14 Day Detox

Hey peeps…. I’ve been wanting to do this for a while now. I gave it some thought and finally “womaned” up and took the challenge!!!

I’ve been a vegetarian for about four years now, but I hope we all know that being vegetarian doesn’t make you healthy. My usual diet is very high in sugar…not natural sugars either. ๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜”

I’ve noticed “things” about my body that have changed over the last few years that I choose not to accept. I won’t disclose these things cus I don’t think you guys care all that much, but here are some things that you yourself may experience that might serve as a sign that you could benefit from a “cleanse” or a “detox”.๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ˜

  1. Low energy
  2. Unable to focus
  3. Depression
  4. Constipation
  5. Trouble losing weight
  6. Trouble sleeping 
  7. Sexual Dysfunction 
  8. Unexplained headaches
  9. Skin problems 
  10. Unexplained soreness 

 My detox consists of these rules:

  1. No meat
  2. No fish
  3. No dairy (this includes eggs)
  4. No JUNK

By the way, junk for me is:

  • Concentrated and artificial flavors
  • Salty foods like chips
  • Sugary foods like poptarts, frosted flakes, and candy bars, etc.
  • Foods with “hydrogentated oil” listed in main ingredients


My “detox” isn’t clean cut, but it’s only the beginning of a lifestyle change.

By the way, I’m using Nutribullet to juice my fruits and vegetables because my mom already has one and I’m a broke struggling artist ๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‡




So Much Has Happened!

When’s the last time I wrote a post? It seems like ages. How r yall doing? I’m fantastic by the way. ๐Ÿ˜„

To be totally honest, the last couple of weeks I’ve been debating on the whole idea of even blogging at all. I asked myself if I was even interesting enough for you all to wanna know about me, lol.

And I’ve decided that maybe I’m not, but I’ll give it a try anyway. I could be wrong.

So, here I am! 

So much has happened in the last 3 months.

I’ll be blogging like crazy for the next couple of weeks. ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜˜ 


Say It Loud: I’m Black and I’m Proud!

About a month ago, my stepbrother, nephew, niece and myself all had a conversation about being black. It was quite disturbing to hear what they had to say.ย 

Let me set this all up first. My nephew and my stepbrother were being kids and poking fun at each other when my nephew runs up to me and says, “Dominique! He keeps calling me black!”

Me: You are black, baby.

My nephew: No. I’m brown.

I thought about it.

Me: You’re both.. (I’m smiling)

He looked lost.

Me: You don’t wanna be black?

My Nephew: No.

Me: Why not?

My Nephew:ย Because all black people are mean!!

I thought some more.

What the hell?

Now, my first reaction was anger. I felt angry because some place, somehow… my seven-year old nephew is being taught that he is mean because he is black. I mean he honestly believes this.ย 

Me: I’m black. Am I mean?

My nephew: Noooooo…but I see all the television shows…



No more tv.

The four of us had a mini-debate about all our complexions. According to them, I was black, my niece was white, and anyone any other color didn’t have a color. Our convo ended with me trying to let them know that it’s okay being black. We all chanted, lol.ย 

“I’m Black. You’re Black.

Guys, this bothers me so much.

Our children are being fed these stereotypes STILL. It’s 2015 for God’s sake. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

I say all this to say that some things are etched into society. Media, adults, and children send messages everyday to African-American children that black is bad. It’s so normal. It’s sickening.


This has got to stop.

It starts with parenting.ย 

I want my niece to love and value herself.

It’s a cycle. If your children hear you say negative things about your race, complexion, hair texture, body type, you are teaching self-hate. They will believe the same things and blindly teach their children the same.

Children imitate everything.

Watch what you do. Watch what you say around these precious and absorbent little souls.

I’m black. Youre black. ๐Ÿ™‚

Oh, God!

I JUST had a dream so dreadful that I was in tears a few minutes after I woke.

As cold as it is, I literally sat on the toilet with the window open, the lights off, and sobbed.

I felt the pain I felt in the dream. I was betrayed by my boyfriend and my sister.

The things I saw with my own eyes; the way they tried to cover things up; the way that my sister showed no sororal concern and my boyfriend acted entitled and thought his actions were justified….

It’s like someone slid my insides down a butcher knife.

Absolutely no one in the dream was concerned about me. It was only a big deal to me. I was the only one who thought it was messed up that my boyfriend and sister became an item.

I could die thinking of it even now. It’s been 10 minutes since I’ve been awake. :'(:'(:'(

Weird thing though, my boyfriend in my dream looked nothing like my actual boyfriend. He looked like a boy who I dated before, but what was done to me hurt like my “true” bae did it to me.

My sister looked like my “true” sister.

I can’t, for the life of me, understand why I’ve been having these dreams (this the 2nd one like this). The first nightmare included my bae and my best friend. ๐Ÿ˜•


Is someone going to betray me?
Am I gonna betray someone else?
Am I trusting the wrong people? Should I keep a closer eye on my bae?
Should I pull away from my boyfriend, friends, and family?

I know it was probably just a silly dream.
Just my subconscious fears maybe.
It just feels and felt so awful.

What should I do?

I feel so sad. I don’t even know if I should tell you guys to follow me on Instagram.


Ways You Can Make Your Boyfriend Better

Yin and Yang

Male and Female

The saying goes: Opposites attract.

So, you just might balance your boyfriend out a bit. ๐Ÿ™‚

My boyfriend is a know it all.

I love him but, he definitely has his flaws. Seriously.

He listens to respond. Venting to him is hard, lol.

He is getting better at it though. I’ve told him that the “listening to respond” thing is not always good. Every convo between us becomes a debate instead of a convo, lol.

I’m not perfect either. I am sometimes over emotional and he helps me to calm down. I can be dramatic.

What kinda boyfriend do you have?

Acknowledging the differences between you two can make the relationship more exciting. If you two truly care for each other, you want to see the other grow as a person.

Is your boyfriend bossy? Challenge him. Bring out your inner boss. This can promote growth in the both of you. If you can submit sometime, he should be able to as well. Also, bringing out your inner boss can boost your confidence ๐Ÿ™‚

Is your boyfriend self-conscious?ย Tell him how amazing he is. Share the things that you love about him WITH HIM.

Is your boyfriend shy? Pull back a bit. Keep your mouth shut a bit and see if he opens up more for you. If and when he does, you’ll love it.

Is your boyfriend goofy?ย This can be annoying for me. Sometimes men can act like little kids. You know what I did?? I became a kid too. I used to be so uptight. Now, we poke fun at each other and I love it!

I kinda get a kick out of annoying him…. :/ hehe ๐Ÿ™‚

It’s really all about give and take. What he gives, you may need and vice versa.ย 


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Women: We Apologize Way Too Often

“I’m sorry. Excuse me.”

“I don’t mean to be mean. I’m sorry.”

“I’m sorry but, we have to let you go.”

“I know that you’re doing all this because you want to have sex with me but, I can’t. I’m sorry.”

I’m sorry but, I have to ground you.”


How about being unapologetic for once?

I noticed today as I was looking after my two nephews and niece that I apologize very often for things that need no apology. I mean I was telling them sorry for the bad things they had done. It’s my way, and I believe most women’s way of acknowledging the other person’s feelings. I guess it’s my way of being considerate.

What we don’t realize is that we may be allowing others to disregard what we say and do. This is why so often we are not respected in personal and professional relationships, especially by the opposite sex. It’s a man’s world. We gotta man up.

I thought back to when I was working at Speedway, and I realized that I apologized a lot there too! Forย things that a man would normally just state, you know? My boss was a woman and she was the type of woman most would call a bitch, but looking back now, I can respect her for the bitch she was ๐Ÿ™‚ She was unapologetic.

Now, I most certainly believe that our sensitivity to the feelings of others can be of great use if the circumstances call for it, we just have to learn when to shut this on and off.

  • If I’m disciplining my kids in the future, I’m not saying sorry.
  • If I make an honest mistake on the job, sorry is okay.
  • When I’m late for a meeting, I’ll apologize.
  • If I have to fire you, it’ll be your fault, not mine. Sorry will not leave my lips.

I’m gonna run a business someday. I’ll be building an empire!

Apologies ain’t gone cut it.


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…..That Was Before!

I used to think I had to complete someone

That my purpose in life was to be with somebody

Now I know I was wrong.

You may ask, “How do you know this?”

Because I’m currently with a wonderful, incredible, and loving man and I still feel this emptiness that I’ve always felt

It’s caused me to try and evaluate my thinking. I mean, I’m such an unsatisfied person

What in the world is gonna fill this hole in me?

Well, I figured I can make strides to be the best I can be in the other areas of my life

This blog.

Yeah, that’s what I’ll do.

Honestly??….I Just Wanna Be Honest

Jordan was a sweet guy. Loving and committed. When I was with him I felt protected and cared for. We were in a long distance relationship for about 9 months. I broke up with him two months ago.

I had to do it. I was unfulfilled. He was so far away and I desired to be in a relationship that was…more fulfilling. WE couldn’t hug, kiss, or ย that other good stuff. We just talked.ย 

Now, I’m not saying there was nothing good about our relationship. Jordan was funny, even though heย didn’tย think so and he really wanted us to work. ๐Ÿ™‚

I had to be honest with myself and with him.

I wasn’t happy anymore. I felt lonely, and the relationship began to feel forced.ย 

I hurt him when I ended things. I could hear the hurt in his voice. I cried. Then, something happened. I became happy.

ย As twisted as it sounds, I’m so happy I did what I did. I made an adult decision. I knew what I wanted would hurt him and still did it. I’m proud of myself. I respect myself more. I’ve gained self-confidence. I wouldn’t take it back. ๐Ÿ™‚

By the way, Jordan is happy and still as focused as he’s always been.

And me?

I’m doing wonderfully.