TPM

I've learned that misery has a way of making itself at home in your body. It settles in the joints. Wraps itself around your memories like fog. And before you know it, you can't tell the difference between pain and personality. You're just one misfortune away from crumbling down into extinction. But the woman I'm becoming knows when to walk away from tables where the cost of admission is pieces of her soul.

Guess who decided to rip the bandaid off and finally go all in on her tea brand? 🙋🏽‍♀️ That’s right—me. Another passion project? How...

My oh my, I have been waiting to write this article forever. Let me introduce you to someone who has shaped my vision, who pushes me to...