Friends to Lovers; Patience Is A Virtue
He confidently told me he “brought my A-game”, and I can confidently agree the man knows what he is doing. And as if the Universe wanted to keep me humble, I experienced the worst hot-flash I’ve had to date that very night — it still wasn’t as embarrassing as it should have been.
Becoming Comfortable With The Uncomfortable
I talk about sex because I fucking enjoy it.
I talk about my pain because I survived it.
I don’t need to stomach it for other people’s palates.
And yes, I’ve said the word “DICK” in the same sentence as “HEALING.”
Because guess what? Sometimes healing looks like taking a bubble bath with wine and R&B playing softly in the background.
And sometimes it looks like having your back blown out by someone who knows the clit isn’t a myth.
Depth Over Dick: Choosing Alignment, Healing & Loving Yourself Loudly
“I won’t wait around for half-assed affection or breadcrumbed love stories that go nowhere. I’m not interested in being someone’s “maybe” anymore.
Because what I bring to the table isn’t just dinner—it’s flavorful food, lit candles, deep connection, unmatched head, and love that heals ancestral trauma.”
Soulmates, Silver Linings, & Love Written in The Stars
“My mom is the oxygen that sustains the air-flow to his lungs. She is the reason his heart keeps on beating one struggling tick after another.
She is the life force that surrounds this man’s aura.
And I noticed for the few days my mother was admitted in the hospital, once she was removed from his electromagnetic field—the light fading slowly around my father as his worry grew.”
From Diapers to Diplomas, Vaca Ready, & Finding Me
This time in my life is sacred. And I’m finally learning to live it as me—not just the mom.
But as Erica: the writer, the blogger, the aspiring author, and the screenwriter.
The former teen mom who broke all the stigmas used her voice for something bigger and clawed her way through the fire.
42, She Chose Herself, & Popped Gold Champaign — The Birthday Glow-Up I Didn’t See Coming ✨🍾
“Setting boundaries and enforcing them isn’t rude, unkind, or selfish–it’s a form of deep, unapologetic self-respect. It’s saying,
“I matter. My peace matters. My energy is sacred, and not everyone gets access to it.”
