I always enjoy running into old friends on the street. So, I was super excited when I saw my buddy Sizzy, one of the most talented artists I know, in Union Square recently. 

Instagram: @SizzyArt

Instagram: @SizzyArt

   We chatted about everything from his art to church. And in the middle of our conversation, Sizzy suddenly gave me an interesting compliment -- flattering, but interesting nonetheless.

  "You're so confident," he observed. "You don't even care about your stutter. You don't try to hide it."

   Without thinking, I responded: "Yeah, I don't think I have anything to hide. I just let my stutter do its thing. I let it flourish."

    I've thought of my answer often since -- "I just let my stutter do its thing. I let it flourish." I didn't even know that was true until I said it out loud.


   I know I've been MIA lately, guys. Don't worry, I'm gonna get it together! Lately, I've been busy traveling, working and just enjoying life. I've been working on me -- I know, I know. That's a pretty loaded statement, but stick with me here. Through self-reflection and a lot of self care, I've simply been getting to know myself in a way I haven't before. I've been spending a lot of time with myself and working to embrace every aspect of my being.

   Maybe it's the fact that I've been letting my hair go a bit more untamed lately. Or maybe it's that I've been eating more carelessly (🍕🍔 🍨). Perhaps it's that I've been more gracious with myself. I'm not able to pinpoint exactly what prompted my new outlook on my stutter. It could be a myriad of things. But one thing is certain, self love works wonders.

   I don't believe I've ever taken such an approach to my stutter. I've tried speaking more fluently, I've tried managing my speech and I've even tried hiding it all together.

  But I can not recall a time I allowed my stutter its own autonomy -- I've never "let my stutter do its thing." Until now.

   And I like it.

   So, with all that said, I'm going to continue to let my hair grow frazzled, my weight go up and down, my cellulite hang out and, sweetest of all, my stutter to flourish.