Cheryl Strayd and Liz Gilbert wrote two of my very favorite stories. It started with an impetus. Liz laying on the bathroom floor acknowledging the gnawing inside of her that wanted out…of her marriage. Cheryl took to the Pacific Crest Trail in an effort to face her pain, walk her way back to herself. I … More Wild

Suicidal Ideation

I haven’t written in a while. Nothing pulled me to metaphorical pen and paper and begged to be articulated. The stories I had now felt shallow and superficial or more of the same.  Really, as I just caught myself tracking my thoughts as they slowly became darker and twistier, things were not the same. They … More Suicidal Ideation

Becoming Dr. Williams

The night before my dissertation defense, I laid in my bed crying enduring panic attack after panic attack. I had received a text message from Zachary who had been something like an Angelo Dundee during the process for me, “Breathe. Get it done”. In between reading comments and making changes I would massage my aching … More Becoming Dr. Williams

A Supposedly Straight Woman’s Process for Grieving after Orlando

My name is Jessica. I recently graduate with my doctoral degree so, in some spaces it is also likely that I am referred to as Doctor Williams. I am 5’9″ with an undercut and kinky, curly natural Black hair atop my head. I weigh somewhere between 250-350 lbs at any given time depending on what … More A Supposedly Straight Woman’s Process for Grieving after Orlando

Holy Grail

You’d been on my mind. Moments after our conversation ended, I bit the inside of my cheek. Stay here. I urged myself, knowing that I have the tendency to float away on clouds of what-ifs. Fabi said to me, “I have something for you.” I opened the card, a Ketubah tree. It was beautiful with twisted … More Holy Grail