They say, “the darker the berry, the sweeter the juice”, I know my black is beautiful, I’m speaking nothing but truth. Tortured and battered, tossed aside...
Author - C.K. McGhee
C.K. McGhee is a woman of faith who believes in nurturing her spiritual relationship with God in order to be her best and to give best. She hails from New York’s Hudson Valley, which is just north of New York City. Having been diagnosed with Major Depressive and Anxiety Disorder twenty years ago, she is concerned with bringing awareness to the Mental Health crisis in America; specifically focused on The African-American community. She believes that not only are her struggles with mental health a testimony for someone else who may be struggling but that it’s the very foundation for her advocacy platform; to inspire, motivate and inform others that there is life despite mental health challenges. Her signature phrase, “Here’s to brighter days”, maintains a steadfast hope that all of the voices that have been silenced by stigma, will be supported to speak their truth, knowing and understanding the value of their lives; walking in purpose towards their brighter days!
Children are supposed to be a gift from God right? Then what was it about me that made me ineligible to receive this endowed blessing and opportunity to cultivate a...
They say that hindsight is 20/20, it always struck me kinda funny, never seem to get it right on the first go round, introspection and reflection standing firm on solid...
Cold and bitter, setting off all kinds of triggers, hearts cold inside just like the winter. Would you be my valentine…would you be mine or not, where your heart...
Remember King, that she was created to be your help mate, not your “punching bag”. She’ll stand tall and support you through all life’s twists and turns. On the...
I’m shedding the skin of relationships that are no longer good for me, overflowing with negative energy, dripping in toxicity, damaging to my heart and mind specifically...
Before, I was a wilted flower whose roots were embedded in toxic soil, sure to spoil the potential of my bloom. After, I planted new seeds that spoke life...
Eyes leak in pain, teardrops filled with disdain, breathing in and out, never to be the same. Heart break and heartache, how much can you take, before the walls come...
Wait, what did 45 just say? I heard it on the news just the other day. Did he compare his impeachment inquiry to lynching? Boy he must be trippin! How dare you compare...
Brotha’s and Sistah’s it’s such a disgrace. They’re killing black and brown people and it’s right in our face. Justifying the unjustifiable, legalized genocide of black...