Posts tagged flipping the script
Sooo, what now???

I haven’t written a blog in over a month and to be quite honest, I haven’t felt inspired to. Partly because I was busy promoting my book and partly because I was just not all that interested in sharing. It’s been a wild 6 weeks since…

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Chapter 6 - Rattled AF (Part 2/3)

The desk came easily. Emile and I walked into a furniture store that was going out of business and purchased the beautiful white lacquered desk I’m sitting at right now for only…

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Chapter 6 - Rattled AF (Part 1/3)

“We’re not getting a black chair; I think they’re so tacky and I can’t write a book feeling like I’m sitting in a stuffy office somewhere, wasting my life away!”

I was adamant about not wanting…

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Chapter 4 - AJ AF! (Part 3/3)

Although the new man in our lives was doing just about everything right, I still held onto a certain degree of skepticism, because my mom and sister’s well-being depended on it. That may have been 100 percent untrue, but…

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Chapter 4 - AJ AF! (Part 2/3)

This way of thinking started a pattern that would take hold of my life for nearly thirty years. More often than not, I’ve taken ownership of far more than I should. It’s not a healthy habit to create, but as a child, so much of what was going on around me felt like a direct result of my existence, and my brother’s words that day only…

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Chapter 4 - AJ AF! (Part 1/3)

Little AJ was in constant awe of his older siblings. I wanted to be like them, I wanted to be around them, and I wanted to do everything they did. I was a typical baby brother in some ways…

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Flipping the Script Intro (Part 2/3)

I’d like to introduce you to a little place that many of you may recognize: a place I like to call “rock bottom.” Here, nothing seems to go right—EVER. For me, this place represents the deepest kind of despair, the type that stirs up every bit of insecurity or self-doubt I’ve ever experienced in life. This place makes me feel like I am…

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Flipping the Script Intro (Part 1/3)

As I sat on my toilet seat one cool October night, staring out the bathroom window of my tenth-floor apartment and begging God to forgive me for the choice I was about to make, I knew I’d reached a new low. I’d struggled with depression my entire life, and the thought of…

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