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on periods and superstition

It’s that wonderful time of the month again. Oh yes, menstruation. Here it is! Yep, this is gonna be a period post. You know, I’ve met some guys in my lifetime, who cannot stand talking about periods. I get it. It’s gross. But, not really. I mean it’s just a normal human bodily function, right? I’m currently around men who really don’t care. I could say the grossest things to them and they just say understanding, comforting things back. It’s just being an adult about it. Sometimes I really need to complain about these cramps, okay? And all I have to complain to, are my roommate (who’s a guy), and my boyfriend. So, let’s see. I’ve been having my period for 13 years now. I have had almost 155 periods now. Holy shit, what? This is insane. That’s a lot of periods to complain about. You’d think by now I’d be used to the pain right? Wrong. It’s still horrible. Every single time. It doesn’t matter how much you prepare, or how great you’ve gotten the hang of things. You just can’t account for the emotional roller-coaster, nausea, headaches, vomiting, and weird food cravings, that come with it. And the cramps, oh lord. It’s not all bad, though, you know? At least I know some part of me is working properly. At least I’m not pregnant. Haha. Still not good enough.

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Let’s talk about Mental Illness in Trinidad and Tobago

Something happened to me recently. I got angry. I followed the news. I listened to the Minister of Education speak. I did some research on mental health. I posted some questions on social media about primary and secondary school education. I got very angry.
Let me tell you a little about me. I am 25 years old. I have been struggling with depression and anxiety for over 15 years. When I was younger, there was no one I could go to or confide in. When I finally moved out of my parents’ house at 21 years old, I started going to therapy and was diagnosed with 4 mental illnesses. I started medication and cognitive behavioural therapy.
I wish someone had told me as a child, that what I was feeling was okay and that I was not alone. I wish someone had spoken to me about depression and abuse. I wish someone had openly talked to me about self harm. I wish I could be the one to jump into a time machine and go back to little Julie and take care of her. But alas, I cannot. What I can do, however, is make sure no other kids and teens have to suffer in silence like I did for so long.

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On Pride and Bisexual Erasure

It is June and that means… PRIDE MONTH! Happy Pride everyone! I Am ONE TnT is hosting its second annual Pride Arts Festival this month, and let me tell you, boy, am I excited. These events so far, are the only LGBTQ+ Pride Month festivities we have in this country. I am very proud and pleased to see the turn outs we’ve been having. So far, I’ve been to 4 of the events, and they have been amazing and inclusive. It’s great to see all this attention and support! Continue reading


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On Indian Arrival Day and Identity

Last night, I had the pleasure of attending the last showing of “Takdir: the greatest true love story of Indian Arrival”, a play written and directed by Victor Edwards and researched by Shamshu Deen. It was a wonderful experience. The play itself was beautifully written and directed, the actors were brilliant, the set design was amazing, and the music was breathtaking.  Continue reading


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“island-life”

You know, I truly believe this is a beautiful country I live in. I really do appreciate how lovely our flora and fauna is. We have beautiful beaches, forests, waterfalls, rivers, and other wonderful natural sights. I wish I could say that that’s enough to make me love this place. What ruins it for me, is the people. The government, the entire society, and what has become the modern culture.  Rampant murder, corruption, sexism, racism, homophobia, stigma and discrimination of mental health and its related issues, (to name a few things). I’m not saying that every other country is perfect. I’m just saying there’s nothing to be patriotic about. I wish I could enjoy our beaches and waterfalls, but everything is always covered in disgusting litter. I wish the citizens would help each other, but the segregation is ridiculous. Continue reading