I know you’re all expecting a continuation of where I left off. However, May was Mental Health Awareness Month, and I felt this was a good time to touch on my own mental health. I know we are a few weeks late, but this post has taken some time to write and then rewrite. To my family, close friends, or individuals who struggle with reading about mental health, depression, anxiety, suicide, and suicidal ideation, the next two posts may be ones you should skip over. I rewrote this because the original version seemed too raw to post. Even now, in…

Death used to terrify me. I won’t say phobia-worthy, but enough to keep a kid up at night. When I was little, I had an irrational fear of dying. I was scared it would hurt, that I’d miss out on so much, and that my family would be so sad. Then the fear moved to being afraid my family members would die and how much I’d miss them. To this day, I do not know what triggered that fear. I obviously outgrew it and never thought much of it again. How surprised 6-7-year-old Brianna would be to know her future…

Do you believe in angels, divine intervention, and timing? Do you believe that everything happens for a reason? Miracles? I know everything happens for a reason; it’s more of a fact for me at this point. But on that day, August 17th, 2020, divine intervention and timing could be the only things to explain how I am still here. A series of calculated coincidences occurred that day, a ripple effect of divine timing that would save my life. I used to think an angel would look like a beautiful being, dressed in silk robes with magnificent wings and a halo—a…

Time. I never thought too much about it until it consumed me. Everyone always says they want more of it, they want to go back in time or even stop it. However, most people don’t have to think about what 4 seconds could do to you. How 4 measly seconds could mean any amount of importance in anyone’s life. You can’t do many life-altering things in 4 seconds; you can’t do much of anything. You can’t write an award-winning book, you can’t cook a full meal, get a college degree, hell, you can’t even get a good kiss in 4…

Where it all began. The car accident will be broken down into a few posts; there is so much to talk about and I don’t want it to be too overwhelming or too long of a read. I also did this for myself because no matter how many times I tell this story, it still wearies my soul. They say everything happens for a reason, and I do believe that. Every action has a reaction, and the universe, God, or whatever higher power you believe in is always sending us signs along the way to keep us safe or guide…