• Anxiety,  Mental Health,  Music

    “I Know Broken Girls”

    From an early age, I knew broken girls; they were everywhere, in my church & at my school. Reaching my teen years, I noticed them at work & even in passing at the grocery store. I could look into their eyes and feel a cry out-especially as a child. Versus seeking attention & being obnoxious they were pretty reserved an introverted, with kind eyes, fake smiles & non-confrontational. Majority of them were pretty easy going & often caught in a daze. They had grown accustomed to feel uncomfortable around sons, older brothers, uncles, deacons, bishops & stepdads before they even had reason to. I used to think if the men…

  • Mental Health

    Bernadette 8-24-15

    An elderly, frantic woman, called me from an unknown number earlier. “Um Hello!” I had no chance to say it back. “There is a piece of scratch paper in my house with the name NauBriana and this number next to it.  Can you help me?” “I’m not sure. With what?” “Can you help me, please?! I’m in California!” “I’m in Texas and I am not sure why my name and number is in your home. Do you need medical attention? What’s your add—” I was cut off. “Okay.” The call ended. Huh? I worried for days. I called back but no one answered. She sounded so desperate. Like she needed 911…