On WittedRoots.com, the Personal Essays category will highlight vulnerable personal reflections submitted by millennial women of color related to their mental health + emotional wellness experiences.
Samoan Diaspora: Millennial Thoughts On Heritage
What Does Diaspora Mean, Anyway? Diaspora refers to the scattered population of any ethnic group that has settled away from its ancestral, indigenous homeland. In recent years, the term, diaspora, has taken over pop culture. Netflix’s exceptional hit, She’s Gotta…
Anthony Bourdain: Women Of Color Reflect On His Impact
As news of Anthony Bourdain’s death by suicide broke around the world, it was met with a wave of profound sadness. Bourdain’s colleagues and fans recalled the enormous impact he had made, not only as a Chef, Writer, and Television…
How Grief Affects Our Mental And Emotional State
Grief – The Most Personal Experience You Will Endure Honestly, I expected that writing this would be much easier. I have been a poster child for death and loss, with their big bad friend Grief. They have become second nature…
Writing My Own Rulebook for My Life
I have spent most of my life waiting for “something better” to arrive – for the magic and the sparks, the right fit and the perfect job. I hated high school. Outside of all the oddities of being a teenager…
I Am The Lunatic, I Talks To The Trees
Hi, I am Curline and I am a lunatic that talk to trees. Well technically, I talk to plants (not just trees). Ahhh, it feels so liberating to finally say that out loud (or as loud as words on a…
How Being Single Is The Best Mental Health Experience
As I write this, I am sitting in a café in Amsterdam. I am currently traveling through Europe for a couple of months before moving to Spain to try my hand at freelance writing full-time. Living in Spain and being…
I Love My Natural Hair: Loving Your Hair = Loving Yourself
I took one last longing look into the mirror. There it was. My hair. The large halo of an afro that rose high above my head and even higher around my face, was about to meet its demise. Or at…
Dealing With Depression That Was Ignored By My Mother
It’s been about ten years since the relationship that I once had with my mother transitioned into the crumbled shell that it is today. I will admit that the status of this non-relationship is not a bother to me, and…