"Your mental health matters!" May is not just another month. It is a time to pause, reflect, and engage with the reality that mental...

This essay offers a sincere and specific thank-you to administrative professionals in mental health care. Grounded in truth, it acknowledges the emotional, logistical, and often invisible labor that makes care possible. It affirms their role not as background support, but as essential contributors to every part of the healing process — and expresses gratitude not just for what they do, but for how consistently and quietly they do it.

This is not a healing story. This is the moment the lie stops working. A clear, uncompromising essay on Nigredo, collapse, and the refusal to perform wholeness.

I grew up in a culture where assertiveness from women was treated like a threat. It was not encouraged. It was corrected. Labeled rude, disrespectful, or manish—as though speaking clearly meant stepping outside of what a girl was allowed to be. In the Caribbean, to be manish meant you had crossed an invisible line. You asked questions too directly. You held your head too high. You were too much. So I learned to soften my voice, to smile when I wanted to speak, to turn every

In times of anxiety or silence, I return to rhythm—drums, poems, affirmations. This essay explores how sound and language, rooted in Caribbean memory and resistance, become tools for grounding, healing, and restoring.

I did not always call myself a creative. For a long time, I believed I was simply easily distracted, drawn to strange textures,...