Making a change can be scary as fuck.

I feel like every woman should be granted an automatic restraining order against Chris Brown.

Can’t they just grant a blanket restraining order for Chris Brown that keeps him at least 100 yards away from all of humanity?

the staunchest guardians of “real” hip-hop...

Reported is the odd choice of word here, given that J Prince is the one that told Drake not to release the track on the SAME WEEK J Prince premiered his book and basically did the press run about the track all by himself, with Drake saying nothing.

Drake lost his battle with Pusha T.

OMG! Did you say “protective-styles”?! BWAHHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!

I mean, how anyone gonna say he “started it” when this all started with Kanye’s crazy ass and then the picture on the album cover? And no one was supposed to say shit to them for all that messiness, right?

J. Prince had to protect his cash cow and told Drake to stop. Pusha ruined his Adidas branding. Google Adidon and you get a picture of Drake in blackface. So Drake (and the smart people eating off him) will do everything to make sure that this dies.

Yeah, this is what bothers me about the people getting up in arms about the picture. This successful woman is doing her thing and just happens to be darkskinned. Like...can she not exist as a fabulous woman in the same space with a lighter woman without it being all about colorism? It all feels so icky and reductive.…

Yup —- I grew up with a 2 acre avocado orchard in our backyard, so we had them almost every day when in season (which is almost year round, if you have enough different varieties). Nobody I knew tried to take the pit out with a knife. You just pop them out with your finger, or use a small spoon. Heck, if you don’t…

No the Mom doesn’t have to accept anything. She is entitled to her feelings as she is the VICTIM. I’m not here for the judging of this lady actions, words, or feelings. As for her bio daughter, I hope and pray that she never have to experience what her Mom did and never have to feel the pain of losing a child twice.…

Therapy, therapy and some more therapy. This is worst than trying to untangle Christmas lights that were in Jesus’ attic! But it’s doable! They need REAL help!

“I didn’t know this kidnapper had such a hold on her. I can see that it’s my child, but I can also see traits from the kidnapper in her,” the moother said.

Life ain’t fair, that’s for sure, I feel Shanara’s pain but she is going about this whole thing the wrong way. I was in a situation like that similar lucky for me my child was 6 when I got back into her life. I spent so much time angry at my child’s mother that I neglected to build a relationship with my daughter on…

Glad she’s owning her feelings. We cannot blame Alexis (as she calls herself) - she was a newborn, she was raised by Williams, snowed like everyone else by Williams, was bonded to Williams. Of course she’s going to send the woman Mother’s Day cards and feel the need to be in contact with her: she has no memory of…

Because the bio mom is also a victim — she was a young mother vilified and once accused of being in on the kidnapping. She’s been in misery for 18 years knowing her own flesh and blood was out there somewhere. I hurt for her, and understand she’s going to be somewhat irrational. But, the bio mom is going to have to be…

Agreed. Of course this is made all the more heartbreaking by the fact that her daughter still loves the woman who kidnapped her, but she has to put herself in her daughter’s shoes - Williams may be a kidnapper but she was also her daughter’s mother, is still her daughter’s mother and you can’t undo that just because…

This poor child has been abused for her entire life and, of course, there is no therapy or counseling available from the sounds of it.

I recently used a gift card for a massage at a fancy-ass spa in town. I made a whole damn day of it and used all the amenities, including the “Kohler Experience Shower,” which stands apart from the rest of the showers in the locker room and has probably a dozen shower heads/jets throughout the cubicle. Just inside,…