Britney Annice

"It sounds like you got trust issues." Ya'll remember when we talked about vulnerability a few weeks ago? Well, I feel like that and this week's topic of TRUST go hand in hand. When I put my trust into someone, I expect them to do right by me. And when you don't do right by Britney, you gotta catch these hands. I trusted you, even though you got a booty chin. Just kidding, I've never trusted anyone with a booty chin. Photo: Yajaira Suriel So look, I'm a bit of a loner. Always have been (See "LONELINESS" post). I never felt like I needed a whole lot of people around me because I don't fool with ya'll like that anyway. I can always tell when something is off about a person. I often try to see things through and tell myself "Maybe it's not what you think" but every time I've tried to give someone the benefit of the doubt, they end up showing me why I can't trust people. Let me see if I can give you a short lis

"You gotta get some 'don't give a damn' in you!" Remember when I told ya'll that I was going to start facing my fears in the month of October? Well, vlogging is one of them. I always thought I needed a professional camera, a makeup artist and maybe a studio audience to laugh on que before I did a vlog. Turns out, I only needed my iPhone and my well lit bathroom. I heard ya'll got a short attention span these days and don't like to read. That's too bad. Because imma still write. But for now, enjoy this very low budget movie about Self Promotion ! See ya'll next week. -BRIT

"It's cool, I can just go by myself." Okay so, I hope you didn't come on this post looking for something sad. I'm not the one that's gone cry with you today. Alexa, play "Not Gone Cry" by Mary J. Blige. Photo: Sierra Campbell You know, I used to think that it was weird for me to feel lonely. I never even wanted to hear myself say that word. I thought that meant that it was something wrong with me and saying it out loud would make it too real. You would think that I'd be used to it by now. I spent 6 years, miles away from my family, starting at the age of 18, while I was in school. After that, I moved half way across the country, alone. Then, I picked up and moved miles away again and here we are. Alone . On a cold October night. My whole life, I've been surrounded by love. I was blessed to be born into a family where the time and attention was plentiful. I never had to worry about having someone to talk to because they were a

"I don't want all them people looking at me!" It's October! So I want to get real spooky with ya'll on this here blog. For the rest of this month, I'll be talking about some of the things that scare me. I know what you're thinking right now, "Damn Brit, I thought you was a real gangsta. Gangstas don't get scared." Hold on homie, let me explain... I'm a pretty outgoing person. I always have been...around my family. Most people didn't even know I could talk until I was 15. That's a little bit of an exaggeration but you know what I mean. I had to pick and choose who I showed my personality around. Because if anyone knew how silly I was or that I liked to dress up as different characters and perform for my family, they would make fun of me and I'd be the weird girl with the glasses. Photo: Sierra Campbell I've always felt so awkward being the center of attention. Something about it gave me the creeps. And sometime