Boy Becomes Hero: Reverie
We had the absolute honor of talking with Andrew about his new project, the process and people it took to create the album, and how it all ties in with his own mental health journey.
We had the absolute honor of talking with Andrew about his new project, the process and people it took to create the album, and how it all ties in with his own mental health journey.
The conversations surrounding mental health in the Black community tend to get drummed down into a whisper; it becomes the uncomfortable silence at the dinner table when the name of a loved one too far gone to be brought back home comes up in a way that stirs the air.
Perhaps the biggest lie that comes with Valentine’s Day is the idea that if you don’t have romantic love in your life, you don’t have love in your life.
There is no definitive ranking of life problems or competition that results in being dubbed more worthy of help.
Recovery changes, sometimes day-to-day. It isn’t always an inspiring dedication to a healthy, happy life. Sometimes it’s just pushing through because you know it’s the smart thing to do—because you know that’s how you’ll make progress.
Often, I find myself wondering what prompted me down the spiral of self-injury. Was it because I was dissatisfied with myself and felt the need to inflict pain upon so many different regions of my body? Or was it perhaps that I felt I deserved to be punished for being so fragmented and unwhole?
Hope, what strange concept is this? Is it an emotion or an action? Is it the belief inside that good things are ahead or a leap of faith into a scary unknown that trusts that strength will be found when it’s needed?
For every person on this planet, there's a special day where we pause to honor our existence and our stories that are still being written.
Better isn’t a smooth drive through a prairie abundant with sunshine. It’s a path down arduous terrain with unforeseen cliffs and obstacles that force us to slow down or reroute.
Her mom was young and didn’t want to be a mother. Her parents were barely married before her birth and divorced soon after. They hate each other. They blame her for their anger.
We can fight hard for others, but we cannot fight their battles. We are enough. They are enough. But what we do for them, sometimes, is not enough to save them.
Just like you, I still get stuck in moments. There are days I wake to that can seem overwhelming. Mostly, however, I find today—the present—to be a gift.
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