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Self-love has become a buzzword we see everywhere, but for many Black women, true self-love requires something deeper than bubble baths or a quick moment of peace. It means stepping outside the roles we’re constantly placed in mother, partner, caretaker, friend, problem solver and remembering who we are beyond the people who depend on us. And one of the most beautiful ways Black women are reclaiming that identity is by stepping into hobbies that exist just for them. Not for t

When Success Isn’t Enough There’s a very specific kind of tension that comes with being a Black woman who excels. You can do everything right, stand tall, work hard, show up polished, stay gracious and still be met with criticism that has nothing to do with who you are. Watching Olandria rise from a single reality TV opportunity to walking red carpets, modeling in shows, and landing magazine covers has been inspiring, but it has also been familiar. Her success should have bee

You ever catch yourself waiting for a text that never comes? The one you know you shouldn’t be expecting but a part of you still checks your phone anyway? The truth is, sometimes silence hurts worse than rejection. Because at least rejection gives you an answer. Silence gives you hope , and that’s the most dangerous part. It’s funny how we can read about men like Judah Cross and start to believe maybe just maybe that kind of love is possible. The kind that lingers in the q

Inspired by "This Could be Us" by Kennedy Ryan Please be advised limited scenes will be discussed from the book. No major spoilers. The shift is crazy, right? It shouldn’t be unexpected you were told it would happen. But somehow, it still caught you off guard. One day you look around, and it’s just you. Each birthday dinner seemed to grow smaller. There was a time you’d sit around a crowded table laughter, drinks, and wide-eyed shock at the bill for twelve. Now, it’s “table