#self-esteem

A story about the need we all have to be addressed and acknowledged by our correct names. It’s a matter of showing respect.

I posted some of the ugly things I’ve been told over the years on Instagram to express how words can be so damaging to a person’s psyche.

Why did it take a pandemic to force me out of the coffin and restore life back into me?

After feeling great zest for all that I would accomplish now that I had to stay home, my excitement soon began to wane.

Many of my white friends complained about being too pale and needing to tan. I wanted to be like them and tan too, but I’m already brown.

I’ve been uncomfortable being vocal about the racism I see and have experienced. Yet, I must push through it and not remain silent.

Doctors specialize in the science of healing, but tattoo artist Eric Catalano specializes in the art of it.

Cancer and its treatment can lead to changes that affect sexual desire and function.

Matt Wakefield, two-time testicular cancer survivor, bares all about his journey — quite literally.

By the time I accumulated 6 dots, I realised they were a part of me. A part of my story and how I am here today.

After cancer, I find myself doing this less and being more “content” with my body, my face, my weird facial expressions and you know, ME.

It might sound corny, but the only way I can explain my day is to say that it introduced me to my pinup queen, dame, tough persona.

I look at these pictures and I see a beautiful, dare I say “sexy,” confident woman who is not half but whole.

Testicular cancer took my left testicle, and now it was after my hair.