Dear Black Girl: Things I Tell Myself Daily

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Dear Black Girl: Things I Tell Myself Daily

You are worth more than gold. No, you are immeasurable. There are so many trials and tribulations around your orbit. So many worries surrounding you and your ocean. But stay focus on the prize. Go running. Go get your Master’s degree. Go be EXCELLENT at your job because you care. Be awesome because you are.

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What If Depression Looked Like...

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What If Depression Looked Like...

Just in case you wondered… my depression doesn’t look like hers.

It’s not that somber shadow that won’t lift off my back, or the unruly hair the meme’s like to show.

It’s not trapping myself in my room for days because well, my life isn’t set up that way.

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Three Homes the Charm

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Three Homes the Charm

I’m just going to be honest.

I’m homesick. Well, to be even more honest, I’m always homesick. That’s because I am always going to be away from two groups of people that I love at any given moment.

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Venus and Serena: A Love with Worth

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Venus and Serena: A Love with Worth

Ever since I was 14 years old, I would visit my dad and my paternal side of the family in Los Angeles, California. To be specific, Compton and South Central.

I would stay with my dad and other family members for any time from a few weeks to a month and a half — going to amusement parks, line dancing in our humongous backyard on Tamarind Ave. before everyone watched the fight on the big screen (that’s a layman’s term for watching a boxing match between Mayweather and most likely Pac-man), arguing with my cousins, and so much more.

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Don't Erase Me

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Don't Erase Me

I am a Black woman. And proud as hell to be. But that’s not all I am. I am also disabled and queer; two facets of my identity that I am also proud of. They make me who I am, shape my experiences and interactions with the world and the people around me and I couldn’t change those parts of me. But these parts of my identity always seem to be open for debate by others when shared. 

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Connect Four.

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Connect Four.

This past Wednesday — As I greeted my first students of the day — a 9th grade Algebra class at YES Prep — I just knew it was going to be a chill kind of day. It’s the end of the school year. I was with 9th grade students, not t̷a̷s̷m̷a̷n̷i̷a̷n̷ ̷d̷e̷v̷i̷l̷s, 6th graders. It was an Algebra class, which means the kids should already know how to do the assignment (or at least I hoped). I had the typical demographic of students that I normally had while guest teaching in middle and high schools — approximately 24 Latino(a) students and one African American student.

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Don't Touch My Hair

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Don't Touch My Hair

I am a black woman with natural hair. I usually wear it twisted, and let’s be honest, shrinkage is real. But today, today I decided to be brave.

I blowdried my hair out of sheer curiosity. It’s been about a year since I went natural and I wanted to do a length check. It was cute! And I figured since I’d spent almost three hours at my vanity table I should get at least a day out of it, right?

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Before My Mother was My Mother

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Before My Mother was My Mother

-AARICKA WASHINGTON

We are born selfish creatures straight out of the womb. It’s hard to imagine that the world does not revolve around us, our needs and our wants in life. At least for me. Let’s be honest.

It literally takes a paradigm shift — a huge change in our thinking to see a new way — in order to mentally get out of our own lives, to courageously step outside the zone from which we find comfort and to intentionally gaze at someone’s life who usually exists in our margins.

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10 Thoughts on Turning 26 Real Soon

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10 Thoughts on Turning 26 Real Soon

It’s September 2, ladies and gents. You know what that means. It’s the beginning of the “-ber” months.

{Inserts circa 2000 Birdman bird call and rubs hands….circa 2000 Birdman of course}

Don’t fret, older generation. This term “-ber” isn’t exclusively millennial. It isn’t millennial at all. This is just something I, Aaricka, made up. Yesterday.

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