Advice, Inspiration

Life is Cyclic

Happy Saturday my loves, guess who’s back from the depths of the earth after a long long long period of silence! Today, I want to talk about exactly that, something I have been struggling with for some time now. I very much believe in the power of transparency and vulnerability. I hope that sharing my journey with mental illness will inspire others to do the same, and through opening up to one another we can spark conversation and crush the stigma that divides us all.

At the end of the day, none of us are perfect obviously, and we can’t always be happy, joyful or present all the time. We are all struggling with something. When I decided to start a blog, my aim was to connect with and reach an audience, and hopefully inspire people along the way as well. As my blog has grown throughout the past few years, I have found a sense of community, where you can discover that other people are going through the same things that you might be going through, and that you are never alone.

Today, I want to talk about my struggle with depression. Struggling with depression has been incredibly tough and has knocked me down more heavily than I would like to admit. Having grown up in a belief system that mental illnesses are something you just need to “Get over”, I have had to sit down with myself and accept that yes, this struggle is part of my journey, and yes, this is something that I am not ashamed of despite the stigma around it. For all the times when I’ve been told, “Why are you depressed you have so much to be thankful for” or “Why are you always so negative all the time” or “Just calm down and relax and everything will be fine”. For all the times I have felt guilty about being depressed because yes, I do have many many things to be grateful for, but yet I still questioned why I felt that heavy feeling of sadness and dread over my shoulders. It’s important that we educate ourselves on how to approach and have conversations about and with people who are suffering from mental illnesses.

Through my struggle with depression, I have learnt to hold myself, and to comfort myself through the pain. I have learnt to lean on others and be okay with it, I have learnt that getting help when necessary is nothing to be ashamed of, and trusting that I will always find a way to get through it. I have learnt that my depression does not and will never define me, that I am a whole person outside of my trauma and obstacles that I face. I have learnt that yes, it’s completely okay to take some time off from the mediums through which I choose to express myself to the world, such as social media, and even my blog.

Taking time off to take care of yourself is necessary, because as human beings we are constantly giving off our energy into our careers, relationships and friendships. I am lucky enough to have people who support me and push me to be the best version of myself, despite seeing the “not so good” sides.

Life is cyclic, there are days when it’s incredibly hard to get up in the morning, and it’s not because of lack of sleep. There are other days when I can’t wait to see another day and experience the world for all it’s splendour. It’s important that despite everything, we embrace ourselves for who we truly are, in our entirety and not see ourselves as a reflection of our struggles. After all, we are only human, and we are doing our best at it.

#Travel, Lifestyle

Hello Vancouver

A few weeks ago, I bought a one way ticket, packed up and moved to the west. If you had told me a year ago, hell a few months ago even, that I would be living here I would never have believed it. However, one thing I do believe in is making spontaneous decisions. Without spontaneity, life would simply be boring. Putting yourself in a new environment with unfamiliar faces forces you to adapt to the change. Change. Change is very good. Because without change, there’s no growth. Personally, I felt like I had hit a roadblock with my growth process, not just emotionally, but mentally as well. I needed to challenge my beliefs, question what I thought was right and/or wrong. Rearrange and shift my pieces, in order to see where I really stood.

The first time I visited Vancouver, I was in awe. For a city girl, exploring every nook and cranny of this city has been my goal. Trying out the best restaurants, visiting must see attractions and of course experiencing the night life. I haven’t felt so alive in a long time, and I guess in the end, isn’t that what life is all about?

Of course I took pictures, and narrowed it down to the ones I felt captured the city the best. But obviously y’all got to come see it for yourselves, pictures hardly do any place justice.


Until next time,



August Book Review

Hey y’all! Hope everyone is enjoying their last few summer weeks. For all the bookworms out there, this post is for you! I have been eyeing these books for a super long time since I heard of the spectacular authors behind these masterpieces. Nayyirah waheed is a well known African-American poet who has written two books so far, Salt(2013) and Nejma(2015). (And hopefully many more to come). I discovered Nayyirah on instagram and have fan girled at her poetry ever since. I even went ahead and got a tattoo of my favourite line in her book Nejma( See last picture attached ).

Salt was her the first book to catch my eye, and all I can say is the book sells itself. I had read multiple reviews online before my purchase, and ALL of them were good. And I mean ALL. Honestly this book applies to everyone, not just females. It offers a very unique look into the female mind, more specifically the mind of Nayyirah. She has her way with words, and a simple sentence could make you sit and contemplate for hours. (I did this) This book takes you on a journey through the themes of identity, race, love and feminism.

The second author I’ll be talking about is Ijeoma Umebinyuo, an uprising African poet. Questions for Ada is currently her only published book, but she has been featured in various magazines and has participated in a TEDEX talk. My take on Questions for Ada is that Ijeoma definitely has her own unique raw writing style that captures your attention from beginning to end. She covers various issues such as love, abuse, race and identity.

After Salt was published, Nejma followed two years later, and I think people expected the same kind of poetry that was in Salt, but Nayyirah showed that two different kinds of works can be made from the same writer. Nejma consists of a collection of poems that explores all emotions from angry to tired to peaceful, that leaves you hungry for more.

Advice, Inspiration, Lifestyle

The Spine of Womanhood

Hey guys! Hope everyone is having an excellent summer afternoon. This blog post will be a little different, as I want to introduce a part of me that I have kept hidden for a while. Most of you know that I love all things writing, but only a few people have read and seen my poetry. Nowadays, with so much discrediting of works of art(completely unnecessary) upcoming writers are more held back and doubtful about putting their work out there. There is such a high standard for poetry that in all honesty not even the best poets can reach. What happened to the days where we would write poems just for the sake of writing?
Everyone is going to have an opinion on everything, and I am tired of hiding that part of myself because I know there are people out there who will relate to my poems. And if you don’t, that’s completely okay too. So here it goes 🙂

When I was five years old
The world through my eyes was a halo of sweet gold
Embodiment of oxygen through my everyday adventures,
Never questioning, doing everything as I was told
I turned ten and my little world started shifting
I would notice how the women in my life were living
Unnoticeable things like,
How they always held the household on their spines
How they were expected to bend over backwards , everyone else had to come first
yet themselves lagging in last
As if womanhood came with a one way ticket to paradise, as long as we left our needs behind
How they slaved over men, men that should have deemed themselves lucky to be in presence of such queens
For without them the earth would crumble
The earth would shake
After two decades soon passed
I was a woman now
Head turning hips
Magnetic lips
And a figure that God moulded himself,
A dash of beauty here, A mix of greatness there
As a woman, these expectations that had befallen the women before me
And that will continue to cast a shadow over the women after me soon arised
Remember to always keep your legs closed and your books open
Because a woman is not allowed to explore her sexuality the same way a man does,
And still be considered as educated
And still want to be appreciated
Yet still demanding to be respected
Our value as human beings is placed on how many men we fuck by men who fuck women over as a hobby
Our one priority is only to procreate and our pleasure comes last if it cums at all
Tell me again how my value as a being is lessened twicefold,
Just because I choose to be as free as the birds in the sky,
And as threatening as the wind
It was said long ago that the moon would admire how unapologetic the waves moved as she spoke to the sea
The moon loved the sea from a distance, letting her be everything she was with no judgment
What changed?
They don’t understand that our bodies belong to us, and they should be grateful for having a glimpse of the paradise that we choose to offer them
My body will not be a hole that you can dump yourself into when you feel the world has forgotten you
My body will not be a pit stop for when you’re on your long journey home
My body is the home
That nourishes and feeds the soul
My body brings life
The life that mother nature herself breathes into the flowers, the birds, the trees
So next time anyone utters to us what a woman should and shouldn’t be
What we can and can’t do
Simply tell their words to flutter wings
And fly somewhere else
Because those words are not welcomed here

-The spine of womanhood

Indulge, Lifestyle

Light Cafe


Happy 2017 everyone! Hope this new year has been treating you all well so far. One of my goals this year was to to go out and explore Toronto more, as much as I can in the little time that I have left. So me and a friend of mine decided to brave the minus degree weather(actually ridiculous) and go out to one of the most popular go-to places for food and coffee. The place was too cute not to take some shots for you guys.

Being an avid tea drinker, the first thing I wanted to try on their menu was the Chamomile Herbal Tea with Fruit. This warms you right up and makes you feel all fuzzy on the inside.

A moment of silence for this being the best sandwich I’ve ever had.


We obviously had to try out the dessert and we went for the Creme Brulee Three Ways. This had earl grey, white chocolate and coffee.

Overall, this restaurant is definitely worth adding to your list of places to try in Toronto. Until next time!



Peachy browns


August is finally here, but where did the summer go?? I still clearly remember walking out of school reminiscing on my first year experience, and in less than three weeks I’ll be going back. A lot of changes have been happening, including dyeing my hair, and it turning orange-was supposed to be red( I cried many tears) But it washed out to this blood orange colour that I actually don’t mind. However, with this colour, I have to be wary of the kind of bright colours I wear, because no one wants to look like a crayon. For today’s outfit, I went with a peachy coloured shirt and paired it with brown shorts, which complemented it very well. I added a few extra pieces like the cardigan and hat in basic colours as not to take away from the colour scheme.

Shorts: Garage   Shoes: CallItSpring   Bag: Forever21

Inspirations, Lifestyle

Beauty in the eye of the beholder?


The concept of beauty is one that has been thrown around, mixed up and twisted into something everyone seems to want, because for some odd reason it has been engrained in us that only some people posses it. That it is selective. I could come up with all kinds of unnecessary and undeserving words that are used nowadays in place of this one worded compliment.

Instead, I have come up with things and moments that I personally consider beautiful,

  1. Witnessing someone laugh so hard that their stomach hurts because just for a second, you were able to make them forget about everything going on in their life.
  2. The feeling when the seed you planted grows into an actual plant, and you feel a certain responsibility to the little living thing
  3. When a mother first sees and holds her baby, a bond that can never be reciprocated.
  4. The sound of a child’s laugh, a reminder that there’s still good in this world.
  5. When young love is still present in an old couple.
  6. The smell before and after it rains.
  7. When a stranger smiles and says hi to you on the street
  8. Going for a night drive with your friends and singing along to the blasting music
  9. The first time being in a new country and realizing how much more of the world you need to see
  10. Running into an old friend in the most random and unexpected places.
  11. Looking at old photos and nostalgia hitting you, because you didn’t realize how much time changes things
  12. Waking up before the sunrise and feeling like you’re the only one awake lucky enough to witness it’s magnificence.

Obviously those are just but a few of the beauty in things or moments that happen in everyday life. The word beautiful is so vast and infinite that we cannot shrink it to the common ideals of today’s “perfect”standards. Do we really want to live in a world where,  only some people fit this “perfection” while the rest of us are always going to be longing or trying to reach this high set and unrealistic standard? I know I don’t.

The phrase beauty is in the eye of the beholder, can be interpreted in many ways, but how I see it, is that what someone considers beautiful is their view and only their view. This has nothing to do with the person or thing necessarily being “viewed”. One of my favourite quotes on this topic is from a well known blogger and inspiration, “If someone suggests that you aren’t beautiful, you can consider how sad it is that they have such a limited view of beauty. You can consider how unfortunate it is that they have such an exaggerated sense of self importance that they think you should care about what they think. You can also choose to realize that it has nothing to do with your beauty and everything to do with their limitations”- Ragen Chastain

To close off this already long post for today, I want to encourage all of us to first manifest and work on noticing the beauty within ourselves, instead of solely depending on other people’s compliments and words of flattery. An amazing sense of wholeness will emerge out of this, and only then are we able to share our beauty with others.

Until next time!