My Church Was Silent- Guest Post, by Esperanza Gallon

I remember the time I was stirred from my sleep by the sound and sight of a young Black man being chased by a mob of white male students while being called the N-word, and the entire year when bricks were thrown through Black students’ apartment windows. There’s even the time when a brick was thrown through the window when I was working as a crisis hotline counselor because I would not support KKK propaganda while taking a hotline call. I lived in fear as a student there.

My Health & Fitness Journey (Thus Far)

My relationship with food has always been a focus. I remember going on my first diet at the tender age of 10 years old and the person who influenced me the most to do this was in my home. She was someone I looked up to and highly esteemed. I also remember being told I… Continue reading My Health & Fitness Journey (Thus Far)

Lies We Believe, Truth in the Inward Parts

“Fat, Black and Ugly!” Those were the words she was yelling at me down the middle school hall. I was a 7th grader and she was an 8th grader. She was bigger, stronger and more popular. So when she threw a basketball at me in the gym and it hit me in the head, I… Continue reading Lies We Believe, Truth in the Inward Parts