It’s Been a Long Time… | Blackness, Religion, Disability, and Where I’m Headed

Hey everyone,

So about a year ago, I started a blog here called The Psoriasis Club.

It was a space for me to share tips, advice, and stories on what it was like to be battling psoriasis so young. Last summer was a time where I’d become comfortable and accepted my psoriasis, knowing that it could potentially become a part of me forever. However, I no longer have psoriasis symptoms. And a sense of “normalcy” with my skin has become a new familiar that I quite like. Yet, I feel guilty saying that, knowing there are hundreds, thousands, millions of people who are still living with psoriasis. Just because mine healed…it doesn’t make their stories any less valid.

I’m not sure what to do with this blog. Though, I am still smiling at the comments that have gone forgotten from over a year ago. It was heartwarming to look back at my little following, and remember the passion I once had for this blog. So much has happened over the past year which has included me moving to California, picking up skateboarding, winning an artist grant for my work, reconnecting with old friends and seeing how their holding up during the pandemic, I fell deep into unrequited love, got a publishing deal, lost my publishing deal, went to a few concerts, and a festival, ate good food, rediscovered my love for guitar, traded fiction for self-help, all while trying to figure out a way to express my Blackness and support my other Black friends where each day the thought crosses our minds that we might not make it home. It’s a scary thought, but it’s our reality.

I felt with this blog that I was hiding parts of myself…the Black parts. The parts where I could talk about how psoriasis affected my hair and scalp, which is the crown for Black women. How defeated I felt knowing my hair couldn’t grow the way I had always envisioned it. How psoriasis was so misunderstood in the Black community, that I too often became the butt of jokes where friends would imitate me scratching my arms and legs, laugh, and go about their day.

I went through the journey of connecting with Christ, and became a reborn Christian, studying His word every day, until it didn’t feel right anymore. I still believe in God, The Holy Spirit, and Jesus. But I felt helpless in that I was only relying on God to change my problems. I felt like I wasn’t in control of my life. I now believe in The Law of Attraction, manifestation, and energy. As controversial as it is, it is my belief system.

Through the last year, my condition got progressively worse before it got better. I was wheelchair bound for most of the winter following the creation of this blog. I needed a wheelchair for most occasions. I hated myself for needing a wheelchair. I hated myself in general. I felt like a failure. The more I asked for help, the worst I sunk into a depression. I fell so out of love with myself and tried to seek validation in other people, yet reminding myself that there was no way I could be loved with a disability.

Early this year, my life hit rock bottom. A lot of family issues spiraled out of control. My condition worsened. I even made a little visit to the hospital after anxiety (and I think some bad food) twisted my insides out. Then in April, I celebrated my twenty-third birthday alone with Chick-Fil-A (pre-BLM movement and when I decided I would no longer be eating there), and drove across the country 4 days later to California. When I moved here, I was in a low spot, and even considered counseling. But after stumbling across a Tarot card reading that put me at ease, I was intrigued by a Tarot, LOA, and manifestation. I immersed myself so far into it that I invested in Tarot cards, crystals, and sage–which I love and use daily, all the while still reading The Bible and watching Steven Furtick sermons, which quickly became unsettling for me.

Then one day, it just didn’t feel right anymore, following both spiritual paths. So, I let one go.

Now, I’m currently in a limbo with starting a magazine, trying to publish new books all on my own, practice skating, meet new people, and staying healthy. This blog could go abandoned again for another year. Or I could change the name (feels most right) or this post could self-destruct and you’ll actually never see it.

For now, it’s safe to say that I have no idea what I’m doing. Is that ok with me? Not really. This week has been painful on a personal AND national level (Jacob Blake), with countless lives lost from either COVID or police brutality, it weighs on me heavy, along with everyone else. Never talking about my year as a whole like this is a new experience, but I know it’s worth it. It’s good to purge what’s on your mind. Going through this time has made me feel like I don’t have any say, my words don’t matter, and all of that really self-depricating stuff. I’m reading The Assertiveness Workbook and that’s been helping a ton with reprograming my subconscious mind.

Anyway, if you’re still here, thank you.

Journal, Uncategorized

how i bible study every day | what i learned after a week of bible study

I’ve committed myself to the journey—the journey of discovering my faith through the words of the Lord. I dedicate myself every night to reading the Bible and listening to God’s voice. Some days, his voice is louder than others, and sometimes I feel His presence stronger on certain days. But nonetheless, I hear Him and feel Him everyday. 

I’d always been interested in studying the Bible. But I just didn’t know how. I started listening to podcasts and searching up on YouTube on how to develop a Bible study routine. I managed to create a method for my Bible studying that I can follow every day without the pressures of taking notes in a certain way:


Full Verse 

My interpretation of God’s message 

My thoughts and prayers to God

I find that in writing down the scripture and verse once full, I can remember is better. I use both my teen Bible and the YouVersion app on my phone to receive both translations of the Bible. I use the Common English Version in the YouVersion app, while my teen Bible is in the King James translation. I really listen to God’s messages and dissect His Words after I take down the scripture. I try not to put any of myself in the translation, because then I don’t think I’d be able to hear His full message. I leave my own thoughts to the section later on. (Which may sound like a contradiction, but at this point, I just translate almost word-for-word.) In “Thoughts/Prayers”, I become one with God. I write down all of my fears, anxieties, and hopes. I also thank God for what he has given me that day, even the small things. Such as, the sky I see that day, or a dessert I ate that day, or if one of my friends sends me a message. I thank God for everything because you only get today once. If I have sinners that day, I don’t hide it from God. I tell him. In doing this every night, it helps my anxiety from flaring at night because I’m overthinking everything that happened that day. I always add stickers too from my Ban.do collection!

What I Learned: 

  • I became consist in connecting with God when I dedicated a certain time to him. In my first few days of studying the Bible, I was studying really late at night…at around midnight. Some nights later. But with each day, I vowed to myself that I would study earlier than the night before. Last night, I studied at 9 pm. It doesn’t sound like a huge accomplishment, but I’m proud of myself for studying earlier than the nights before!
  • God has helped me become a better woman. He has lead me to faith-based reproduced made for women by women. When I started studying the Bible, I was very insecure. I hated the way I looked. I thought I could only be accepted by men because I didn’t wear makeup or dresses. I didn’t even have the confidence to. Before studying the Bible, I had no direction after graduating and the job I worked was not healthy for me. But God showed me that my worth was not expressed in the jobs I worked or the approval from my friends, but in how we connected and what I thought of myself. 
  • God is non-judgmental.
  • I should’ve saved myself for marriage. This is probably my one regret that I realize now that I’m on my journey of faith. Until now, I didn’t want to get married because I didn’t want to be committed to a man. I wanted independent. But I learned that being this way, and closing off myself to men, actually made me repel them. I still have crushes and I still want to be in love. But I just didn’t want commitment. Yet, I expected a man to commit to me, which was a contradiction. So, I’m slowly opening my heart and I think I may want to get married in the near future. 

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Mental Health

i have blogging anxiety.

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Strangely enough, my blog has become an anxiety-inducing factor in my life. I think I put a lot of pressure on myself to have perfect posts uploaded at the same time every day, hash-tagging everything to gain as much exposure as I can. I may have lost my passion for blogging, just that quickly, because of the pressure I put on myself. Blogging has now become sort of a dreaded thing. Unwritten posts seem like mountains maybe I can’t climb today. My head is just not in the space for (daily) blogging.

I started this blog to speak about my mental health, to be honest with what audience I had, to share my life, and to speak openly about my psoriasis. But maybe I placed myself in a box–a limitation that I can only speak about those things. And this past week, I haven’t really been up to speaking about my struggles, because in the previous weeks, I’ve been trying to heal from my own trauma. I think my niche of being a mental health blogger has overwhelmed me in that I feel like I can only talk about mental health. Or that I can only talk about chronic health.

For the past few days, I’ve been placing my energy in the hands of God, and I’d like to share my journey with you. But I feel like that I can’t, because I’ve created this platform of “The Psoriasis Club,” where my content only has to be about psoriasis.

I’ve also come to terms that I’m fishing for the same nostalgia that my previous lifestyle blog used to bring me. I’m putting pressure on myself to regain that following and happiness that I used to have with that blog. I thought about how I keep forcing myself to start at zero instead of just taking a break and continuing from where I was before. There is no rule saying that you can’t pick up back where you left off. There is no rule saying you have to start over every time. I left my old blog for memories sake. It was a dark time for me, while writing on that blog, because I was chronicling every aspect of my life openly…and it’s something I’d like to forget. I’d figure I’d get a fresh start with a new blog, but this one is starting to overwhelm me. I don’t have the drive and passion anymore, because I was lying to myself that I could reach the same “blogging Nirvana” as my old blog, which came from a genuine place that just so happened to gain a little following. My Twitter too. Everything about the engagement from that blog was authentic. On that Twitter, I gained over 1,000 followers–close to 2,000. Whereas now, I’m struggling to reach above 200.

I know we shouldn’t put worth on our follower count (and I spoke about that here ), but I get angry at myself for building up something and dedicating myself to creating a community, then deactivate my accounts because those seem to get to be too much, and then I abandon them to make a new one. I feel like most people have social media accounts and keep only one forever. But me, each new account gives me a chance to escape from who I truly am, and create a persona that I think people will like…instead of just accepting who I actually am.

I don’t know when I’ll log back in and make a new post. Or if I just need to stop hiding behind these new accounts over and over again. I’ve been on a journey of reading my Bible daily and creating Bible studies for myself, and that’s something I very much am enjoying right now. Maybe I’ll make a “Christian” category or maybe I will pop up again on the internet as someone new that you won’t be able to recognize, with a new URL and social media.

No matter my choice, I hope you stick with me.


Life with Psoriasis

my period essentials | clue app, pain relief, and period underwear!

Periods, on their own, can quickly become a nuisance when our lives are so busy and we are always on the go. For all hours of the day, there’s just this constant care and constant pain. But when you’re struggling to cope with your mental health (or have a physical disability, or both) your period may seem like a dreaded monthly task. I know when my period is on its way, my joint pain increases. I become more vulnerable emotionally and place myself into a dark space. My heating blanket becomes my best friend and my disability becomes a little bit harder to cope with when my period comes around. Realistically, periods are not happy and beautiful times where women are frolicking in flower fields with their tampons. It’s lying in bed with numbing cramps and having to spend time properly caring for yourself to prevent things like odor or infection. But with these four period hacks, I hope that this will make your “period week” (or longer or shorter), a little easier:

Track your period with an app!

I found that tracking my period with an app helps me prepare for my period every month, as well as help me understand my body more. I only just started tracking my period this year, and it’s helped ease the anxiety of not knowing when my period was coming and how to care for myself properly. Before tracking my period, I’d always be caught off guard by my period and then I’d have a panic attack because I felt underprepared. Once I started tracking my period, as well as listening to my body, then I felt I was in more control of something that was natural but inevitable. I use the Clue App (not sponsored, I just really love this app!) to track my period. With Clue, you’re not just tracking your period, but you’re tracking your mental wellbeing, your habits, and sleep…just to name a few things! Looking at how much I’ve been improving with stopping and listening to my body and look at how I care for myself monthly, it calmed me down and changed my perception of my own period.

Keep a heated blanket on yourself often!

Last winter, my mom sent me an electric blanket and it saved my life. My psoriatic arthritis/psoriasis becomes terribly inflamed in the cold. However, my roommate was from a colder climate and liked to keep the A.C. on in the winter. I struggled with the cold temperature of the room, often shivering under my heated blanket. We couldn’t seem to find a compromise on the temperature. While it was never hostile, I definitely suffered. Especially when I was on my period. Not ever being able to regulate my body temperature and constantly being cold, increased both my menstrual cramp pain and my joint pain. I am so grateful for my heated blanket and have noticed a difference in coping with both my psoriasis and cramps by wrapping myself in a heated blanket and setting the temperature to “high”. (The great thing about heated blankets is that you can set the temperature and a timer to both save energy and prevent injury if you fall asleep!)

Try some period underwear!

I never thought I’d ever wear period underwear, but I will say it was one of the greatest things I’ve ever done. While in Hong Kong, there wasn’t any overnight pads. Our only option was to buy thin daily pads and then these thick period “diaper-like” devices. I actually really liked them, however they were pretty tight and I needed to size up (but I think there was only one size but one size clearly doesn’t fit all!) However, I went to be comforted every night, not worried about if my pad was going to shift and I was going to bleed through my pajamas or sheets. They may be a bit uncomfortable because it’s a new feeling, but I was hooked once I wore these.

Keep water + pain relief by your bedside to save your energy!

There are some days when I take my period harder than others. When my joint pain is inflamed along with my cramps, it’s very hard to get out of bed. So, I keep everything beside my bed so I can save my energy to go eat meals or taking care of myself in other ways. I can also save my energy by using a really large water bottle so that I won’t have to keep walking up and down the stairs to refill my water bottle. I take Ibuprofen multiple times a day for either menstrual cramps or joint pain. Last night my cramps were bad and the worst they been in a while, I took three Ibuprofen and was able to sleep at a decent hour.

Comment below what your period essentials are!

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Love always,





my 5 favorite movies to watch on a self-care day

Hi there!

As you guys know, I love movies. I always have. The first movie I saw in the theaters was Lilo & Stitch (2001). I was amazed at how a story could be told on a screen, and not just in a book. In just two hours or less, when you watch a movie, you can be immersed in someone else’s story. And sometimes, there’s this magical moment where a movie really imprints on you and affects for the better. I’m still pretty traditional in that I cherish my DVDs. Don’t get me wrong, I love Netflix and I love the portability of Netflix. But my DVDs are forever. I’m the type of person that will see a movie a million times, and still buy the DVD. (Just as I’ll read a book at a library, love it, and will buy my own copy.) I picked five of my favorites to watch on a self-care day. Each day I take a few hours to myself to watch a movie with popcorn (see my disability morning routine) as it gives me a chance to rest my body and immerse myself in another narrative that isn’t me and my chronic illness/disability.

Photo by Charles 🇵🇭 on Unsplash

The Fault in Our Stars

Out of any and all of the movies I’ve ever seen in my life, I always go back to The Fault in Our Stars. I watch it at least once a month, I swear. It’s just something about that movie that’s so hopeful and magical, yet raw and real. It’s witty, and sad. I watch this movie when I’m happy or feeling low, in any mood. I love Shailene Woodley and pretty much every movie that she’s ever done. (See below to The Spectacular Now) I long to go to Amsterdam, because of this beautiful movie.

Me, Earl, and The Dying Girl

I watch this movie when I need a good laugh. But from the title, it doesn’t seem as if this movie is a laughing matter. But RJ Cyler as “Earl” keeps the movie lighthearted and fun, even when the topic of the movie is far from fun. The quick one-liners and awkward moments of silence depicts the reality of painfully quirky high school friendships. I first watched this movie after a friend recommended it in 2015 when it was first released and I bought the DVD winter break of that year. Ever since then, it’s stayed in my permanent collection and I just watched it last week!

The Spectacular Now

Another Shailene Woodley classic. I first saw the trailer for this movie on a cruise ship (while on family vacation) and I couldn’t wait to get back to the States to watch it. But when I got back to the States, I probably forgot to go see it. That was until I was in Wal-Mart and huzzah! There was The Spectacular Now movie on DVD. I got TSN DVD at the same time as getting the Me, Earl, and The Dying Girl DVD, and it was a tough decision–honestly-to pick which one to watch first. This movie also has an emotional place in my heart as I can relate to Shailene’s character, “Amy” on a few personal levels.


I usually don’t cry in movies, but I teared up when I first watched Up. I also watched this movie in theaters with my mom and my best friend at the time. Sadly, we stopped being friends after we saw this movie (we didn’t have problems, but our families clashed for reasons we couldn’t control). I find this movie so pretty and colorful. I recently watched this movie with a close friend when I was at a low in my life, and it helped me. So, I guess this movie represents friendship and healing for me! And the ending is so satisfying.

Toy Story 3

All of my friends know that I have an obsession with Lotso (the bear that smells like strawberries. I know he’s evil. I know he’s the bad guy, but he’s my favorite. I have two plushies of him and a ton of Lotso merch!). Toy Story 3 just gives me the warm fuzzies, because of the ending. Woody and the gang just fight so hard, always stick together, prevailing against Lotso. I just find it to be so cute at the end when Andy gives the toys to Bonnie before he goes off to college. I thought it was the perfect ending. I like Toy Story 4, but I enjoyed Toy Story 3 much more.

Comment down below some of your favorite movies!

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Love always,





the same milk tea two years later | reflecting on myself

“Would I be friends with the person that I was two years ago?”

I ask myself this question as I walk up to a cafe I haven’t been to in two years. The first time I tried this milk tea, I wasn’t too much different than I am now. The first time I went here, I was in a nasty depression-anxiety cycle because I was undeniably terrified of studying abroad in Hong Kong alone, which meant I had to make new friends, live in a new place, eat new food, and leave my core group of friends in the States for two months. Over the weekend, I felt that same nostalgia of being sad walking in. As you know, I’ve been struggling lately, but somehow ended up being at the same place where my depression brought me two years ago.

The cafe itself is exactly the same. The tea tastes exactly the same. The same employees are there. Nothing has changed on the menu. It’s still a bit overcrowded and tables are placed randomly alongside a walk-up coffee bar. But it made me think about how a place can stay the same and the people can change within it. Everyone goes about their life, visiting the same places, but not as the person they were–but as the person they are now. And every time you visit a place, you leave your mark there as the person you were in that moment, and you’ll never be the same person in the same place twice. Life is beautiful and scary and ever-changing.


When this photo was taken, I’d just been through a breakup. The breakup was toxic and hurtful. I completed a summer job, and felt comfortably financially. But mentally, I was not well. I numbed my pain in faking who I was online. Everything had to be curated. I couldn’t go anywhere without taking a picture and posted an edited photo. I spent so long editing this one that I stressed about the likes, hoping they’d reach a certain number. I escaped myself by becoming a “lifestyle blogger” trying to keep up with the ones who’d been doing this because it was their passion for years. (See my self-image story) I’d just deleted my high school Instagram to rid myself of the photos of my ex and I, instead of just taking the time to delete him away. On top of trying to keep up with appearances, the stress of obtaining a travel visa and the fear that I was going to hate Hong Kong caused my skin to begin to “breakout,” and I was starting to get itchy all over, but didn’t know how to control it.

Now, I’m in a much better place. I’ve been getting in touch with my faith. I’ve shifted my focus in what I want out of life and blogging. I’ve been discovering new coping mechanisms for anxiety and my depression. I’ve been enjoying outside more. I’ve been reflecting more. I was feeling so alone for the past few weeks, but yesterday, everything seemed to change. I reconnected with friends. I found happiness yesterday in reaching out for help, instead of being embarrassed about it. I went somewhere new (see celebrating #nationalicecreamday in d.c. with jeni’s!) and I feel like that relieved the fog that I had over myself for the past few weeks. I’ve accepted that I am no longer able to work because of my disability. Instead of letting it destroy me, I’ve been searching for some online opportunities, like applying for artists grants and signing up for affiliate programs. (I signed up for three last night! *Fingers crossed*) While I’m not perfectly content with where I am, I know I have room to grow, but I think I already have in small ways.


To answer the question above, I do think I’d be friends with the person that I was two years ago, but I’d just worry about her. I’d worry about her because of the scars on her arms and her constantly teary eyes. I’d worry about her because her head would always be down. I’d worry about her because she seemed to smile all of the time, but never tell me how she’d feel. I’d tell her that she is not her Instagram feed, and that she is allowed to struggle even if her Instagram doesn’t show it.

*While writing this post, I just received an affiliate program offer! One that I was holding my breath on and really hoping I’d get it because the company because I really respect what they do and the services that they offer. I’ll tell you more about it when all of the forms are finalized!*

Comment down below a place that you visit often (or maybe not) and have noticed growth in yourself!

I am now taking submissions for guests posts on this blog! So, if you have psoriatic arthritis, a disability, chronic illness, or struggle with your mental health, I want to hear from you! DM me on Twitter or drop me an email at thepsoriasisclub@outlook.com, if you’re interested.

Love always,




Travel with Psoriasis

Celebrating #NationalIceCreamDay in D.C. with Jeni’s!


Yesterday, we celebrated #NationalIceCreamDay with Jeni’s Splendid Ice Creams!

I’d found that they were “going on tour” in a cute ice cream truck and was heading to the northeast! I was pretty excited! Mainly, because I was looking forward to trying Tyler, the Creator’s “Snowflake” debut flavor (mint + white chocolate ice cream. Never was really a fan of mint ice cream, but was willing to try it just because of Tyler, the Creator). A man in front of us enthusiastically asked for “that mint flavor”, to which I perked up because I’m a huge fan of Tyler the Creator and and I looked forward to one of the employees sliding out a small cup of green and white ice cream. But unfortunately, it was unavailable and one of the employees said it was only at select stores. However, I was impressed by the friendly service of those working at the truck and how they even offered coupons to take! Nonetheless, there’s nothing much to complain about when you’re getting delicious FREE ice cream from a truck!

The Brambleberry Crisp flavor that I got was absolutely heavenly! It tastes just like a berry pie and had pie crust pieces in it. The berry filling was rich and sweet, but it wasn’t overwhelming. The ice cream was also smooth and creamy. This is a high quality ice cream that everyone needs in their life!

The truck was located at a local Whole Foods, which I hadn’t been in since late high school early college. (Surprisingly enough, one of my first dates was at a Whole Foods sophomore year of college. He took me to the hot bar, where I shoved Mac + Cheese into a recyclable container and ate it in his car. Very romantic, ladies! I know.) Whole Foods is very big, but it has everything you need. We also noticed a burger and fries station in-store. I also couldn’t help but pass up on the cute llama (or alpaca??) plant holder in front of me!

We eased our way on down to the wharf, but before reaching there, I snapped a shot of some local street art! Then we found this AWESOME pro-feminist Ruth Bader Ginsberg (my queen) jacket that was hand-painted!

We then visited a bookstore that had relatively every modern book that’s out right now. I was hoping for more of a vintage bookstore. Inside, however, were more up-to-date books such as Michelle Obama’s Becoming and Trevor Noah’s Born a Crime. There was a whole teen section that I fangirled over, but quickly realized that I’d read the majority of the books there, like All The Bright Places, Paper Towns, and Turtles All the Way Down. We left the store empty-handed, but wanted to stop by “milk” before we headed home.

I’d seen this place a million times on Instagram and Pinterest, so I was sort of brainwashed by the aesthetic of the place and what they offered from social feeds. The menu was a bit overwhelming for me, and I hadn’t noticed anything on the menu from vlogs or Pins. The employees that were working there also were maybe having a bad day and were just kind of not too nice. Plus, we found that a small cake (the one pictured below) was around $30. Even smaller items seemed overpriced. Going somewhere for the aesthetic and buying something overpriced can be an entire post in itself. (*Let me know if you want to know my thoughts on this!*)

The Wharf was beautiful and relaxing, but only for a few minutes. I enjoy being at the water. But because it was crazy, insane hot with a heat advisory, I began to sweat and my skin began to burn. (This is a common symptom of the psoriasis that I have. But it’s sort of triggering for me because it brings back dreadful memories of last year when I’d sweat and scratch and turn into a burning little ball.) At this point, I was about to have anxiety attack because I was beginning to scratch and I worried myself. We couldn’t find our car for a solid 20 minutes and I was slowly trickling down a spiral of panic and overheating, trying to ignore the stinging at my neck. Luckily, we finally found the car, and on the ride home, we passed by the Washington Monument! (*You can see my mom driving below! Teehee!*)

Comment down below if you’ve ever been to D.C.!

I am now taking submissions for guests posts on this blog! So, if you have psoriatic arthritis, a disability, chronic illness, or struggle with your mental health, I want to hear from you! DM me on Twitter or drop me an email at thepsoriasisclub@outlook.com, if you’re interested.

*Also: Recommend some YA books to me! Looking for some new summer reads!

Love always,




Life with Psoriasis

my (morning) disability routine: blogging, movies, and medication!

Not every day is exactly the same when you have a disability. But for me, it’s easy to fall into a routine. I find routines to be very comforting and safe. It gives me a sense of pacing and grounding in my life. When my routine is thrown for a curve (such as when I was in school or when I recently went on my graduation trip–where most things are very spontaneous–I find that’s where I begin to struggle. My routine is not glamorous, or Pinterest worthy, or aesthetically-pleasing. My routine consists mostly of trying to get through the day and onto the next one. But it’s mine…and I’ve accepted it.

Photo by Ioana Tabarcea on Unsplash

6:30 a.m.

My mornings usually begin a little something like this, minus the cat (I’m allergic + also afraid). For the past week, I haven’t been sleeping in. Instead, I’ve decided to take advantage of the morning. After graduation, I began sleeping in until 10 a.m. after going to bed at 3 a.m. I quickly realized that this was not benefitting me, so after my graduation trip when I received my job, I started waking up around 4:30 a.m. Since then, I’ve quit my job for my health (you guys seem to really gravitate to this post) and now I let my body wake up naturally. Usually around 6:30-7 a.m. with no grogginess. However, I do wake up with joint pain every morning and have to wrap myself in my heated blanket until further notice!

7-9 a.m.

I treat my blog, like a job, which then provides structure and routine for my day. After spending a little time pinning on Pinterest and responding to any DM’s or blog comments I may have gotten while I was asleep, I jump right into making my blog post for that day. When I had previous blogs in the past (I used to be a lifestyle blogger right before I got sick two years ago, but quit because it felt unauthentic), I planned every post. Now, I wake up and decide that day. I use Pinterest for inspiration sometimes, but I try not to put the pressure on myself to fit in with what everyone else is writing. I don’t focus on SEO or keywords. I write what I feel.

The first thing I do before writing a post is creating a blog graphic. I use Canva, and have for years. Their interface is incredibly easy and I like their wide range of social media templates, fonts, and colors. *This is not sponsored by Canva, but maybe one day! :)* I then choose any photos I’d like to use from Unsplash (a free photo website where photographers upload beautiful images that are perfect to use for either blogging or social media! No cheesy stock photos here!) After the blog post is written, I spend about another hour scheduling tweets on Hootsuite. I find Hootsuite to be the most effective for me because I can easily copy and paste hashtags from the previous day’s blog’s with their content calendar. Hootsuite also has a mobile app too, making it easier to post tweets if you’re unable to spend time promoting blog posts or other social media things. I schedule my posts and tweets for 11 a.m. EST, putting in as many hashtags as I can. Then, I schedule again for four more times throughout the day. After I started doing this and pinning my blog posts to Pinterest, I noticed my engagement increased little by little each day!

9-11 a.m.

Once everything is scheduled, I usually can relax for a while I enjoy a healthy breakfast. (see what i eat in a day or photo above) Around this time, I try to put my phone down if the arthritis in my hands begin to flare. I try to enjoy the news, but often times it’s pretty sad, so maybe I’ll watch YouTube videos. I really hate scrolling through social media because I found that I can’t enjoy my food when I do this, but it’s a bad habit I need to break.

I occupy myself until my post uploads and my tweets are sent at around 11 a.m. EST. There’s always a lot of anticipation for this. When I first started blogging (not too long ago), I’d constantly be checking my stats and wondering why no one was commenting AS SOON as my post was uploaded. Now I’ve become more relaxed, accepting comments gratefully as they come.

Photo by The CEO Kid on Unsplash

12 p.m.

From this point of the day onward, I don’t have much going on. The pain may or may not have reached a peak. Pins and needles shoot through my back, shoulders, and legs, which is why I get up so early and tackle blog things when the pain is just numbing and annoying. I take first dose of pain medication, which then makes me drowsy, and I fall asleep for about an hour. Then, the morning is over! For these past few days, the pain has been hard to endure. So I take it easy. We’re also experiencing a heat watch, which means it’s dangerous for babies, the elderly, and those with health conditions to even be outside. Frankly, I like staying on my couch. For someone with a chronic illness, this is an accomplishment for me: moving from the bed to couch as it requires to take the stairs, which then inflames my joint pain. I really only have the energy to watch a movie and eat popcorn, so I spend the rest of the day trying to tame my flares and distract myself.

I chose this photo as sort of a confidence booster for myself because often times I am called “lazy” by family members and friends for not being able to be “active” in ways people think I should be. It hurts, but I’m doing my best. That’s all I can do.

Thank you so much for reading! Comment down below one thing that you have to do every day!

I am now taking submissions for guests posts on this blog! So, if you have psoriatic arthritis, a disability, chronic illness, or struggle with your mental health, I want to hear from you! DM me on Twitter or drop me an email at thepsoriasisclub@outlook.com, if you’re interested.

I’m also thinking about creating a Twitter chat for us! Let me know if this is something you’d like to participate in.

Love always,





what i eat in a day | healthy + easy meals for psoriatic skin

Hi there!

While I am currently struggling a bit with my mental health, and sometimes eating seems like a big task, I realized I had to find joy in the little things. Such as getting creative with food. I just recently quit my job for my health, so now I have more time to focus on myself. I don’t live on my own, because I attempted to do so last year, and it negatively impacted both my physical and mental health. So, I’ve moved back home. On this day, my mom and I decided to get creative with lunch and it turned out surprisingly good!


green smoothie + frosted rice krispies

Breakfast is relatively the same every day. When I was working, all I’d have time for in the morning was cereal. But then as soon as I’d leave my house (at 5:30 a.m.) I’d already be starving on the drive to work. I’ve been wanting to add more to my breakfasts, so this morning I made a green smoothie. I first started making smoothies last year when I used to live on my own. I was obsessed, and would drink one three times a day with my meals. My roommate even started making them with me. I use Dole frozen fruit, which I find to be the most convenient. This one is a mix of pineapple, apples, mangos, spinach, and pineapple juice (my go-to combo). I added a vegan protein powder that sort of ruined the smoothie, was gritty, and I wasn’t used to the texture. But without the powder, it’s very good. When I was a kid I loved the Rice Krispie Treats cereal, but I haven’t found it in years! Frosted Krispies is similar, but definitely not the same.


baked beans, ground beef, rice, and corn

Lunch got a little interesting as we decided to experiment. For years, my mom has always made plain baked beans with hot dogs. That was a go-to meal for us. But I dated a boy who’s family used to always put ground beef in their baked beans for special dinners at their house on Sunday. I tried it once and instantly fell in love. Years later, I convinced my mom to do the same. I was reminiscing about when we always used to go to a restaurant called Rosa Mexicana and gorge on their Mexican street corn. We didn’t have all of the tools to make it, but we improvised. It ended up being a hit and we ate it so quickly. No leftovers here! Beans + meat provide protein!


tilapia, peas, and mac + cheese

Fruits, veggies, and fish all have anti-inflammatory properties that help tame psoriasis. Fish has omega-3 fatty acids that help build a weakened immune system. I’ve always loved the flavor of fish, peas, and mac + cheese. I’ve been eating this same meal since I was a kid. There’s just something about it that gives me a warm and cozy feeling. Knowing that it’s helping me tame my psoriasis is even better. Did you notice that we drink a lot of lemonade?

Thank you so much for reading this post! Hopefully, this will give you some meal ideas if you have psoriasis, or just looking for some healthier meal options versus going out to eat. Comment down below some of your favorite childhood meals.

Love always,





i quit my job for my health, but now i’m lost.| how i’ve been feeling lately #1

Hi there.

I’m going to be honest with you: I do not feel my best. Mild, but prevelant anxiety has crept it’s way back into my life. I feel as I am in a fog, sort of listless in life. I do not enjoy this feeling in the slightest. But for today’s post, I will just vent and put everything out there. If you’d like to read more upbeat posts about psoriasis advocacy, here are some recent posts:

But if you’d like to stay, you can. And if you’ve ever felt the same way I have, you can always return here and read this post. You are not alone.

I’ve had to quit my job.

After graduating last month, there was pressure to find a job–immediately. I searched for weeks on Indeed, applying as fast as my fingers could type. For about a month, I was swimming in the sea of oblivion, not knowing if I’d ever get a job.

And then huzzah!

A job fell into place. But just as sudden it fell into my lap, it suddenly became toxic. I was hired the day I was interviewed and was convinced that the job would be smooth sailing. However, that wasn’t the case. There were many issues from the start that I pretended didn’t exist. Besides that, the job was physically taxing on my body. Even though I only worked a few days a a week, I was required to transport heavy equipment and move things that I wasn’t expected to while others stood around and watched. On Monday of this week, I came home and my hip was locked so tightly that I wasn’t unable to walk up the stairs. I cried for hours, went to work the next morning, and continued to suffer more. I understood that there was nothing that the company could do about my pain. But besides that, the environment itself was draining and I was often being commanded by the male employees and told to undo things just to redo them and be critiqued. I was also being rushed from the male employees for them only to get frustrated and snatch the work from my hands. Also, a male employee claimed he was “passing by me” and brushed up against me.

I quit the next day, after my manager coincidentally called me asking “how are things?”, and I didn’t hold back.

I’ve felt very alone this week.

Not being in school for so long and not being around my friends has taken a toll on me. I spent a lot of time alone and reflecting, often getting caught in my head and trapping myself in negative thoughts. Not being around people who are like me has caused me to feel very confused at where I am.

I’m struggling with the arthritis pain, upset that I haven’t adapted to it yet.

I’ve been struggling with psoriasis and psoriatic arthritis for close to two years. But since graduating, my pain has seemed to increased. I’m not sure if the depression/anxiety cycle has affected the pain in my joints, but I’m having a hard time coping. I know the pain is not my fault, but I often blame myself more times than not for how I’m feeling. It’s very hard to function when the pain is this strong. I remember the days (not too long ago) when walking around in the sun didn’t affected me. But now I spent most of my days in bed, blogging and reading, trying to distract myself from the pain. It’s frustrating to have pain every single day and not get a break.

I feel very lost and it’s as if I’m floating.

I don’t like talking about my condition with my friends. I usually just keep everything bottled inside. Just a few nights ago, I did open up to a friend and I felt guilty. I felt guilty because I opened up to them. They were asking questions about the pain, trying to find a situation in how pain related to them. But they haven’t responded to my messages in about two days and I fear that I have burdened them with my problems. I don’t like speaking about psoriasis unless it’s with someone who has experienced the same as me, because I think others without it, struggle to process the severity of it and flee or they say, “I’m sorry,” and we move on. No one is obligated to listen to me. I will not force them to.

Thanks for making it to the bottom, if you did! I’d like to make this a series called “How I’ve Been Feeling Lately,” maybe posting weekly updates on my physical and emotional health. Let me know if I should continue!

I’m currently taking written submissions to be featured on the blog! Send me a DM on Twitter @lepsoriasisclub or send me an email: thepsoriasisclub@outlook.com

Love always,