Therapywithkeisha

Therapywithkeisha I now bring healing to my community one therapy session at a time.

Over the past 20 years, I've had the honor of serving vulnerable people whose voices are often unheard as a case manager, sex-trafficking advocate and nonprofit leader.

02/22/2026

Let’s talk about re-braiding and how to rebuild sisterhood without overgiving, overexplaining, or auditioning for belonging after friendship loss.

We’re going deeper in Wednesday’s Unbraided Notes. See you then.

02/15/2026

That “unsent text” is grief + muscle memory.

You can miss her without reopening access. Let’s go deeper in Wednesday’s Unbraided Notes.

“Pressha” unlocked a whole vault of memories, y’all. So many moments where people tried to pressure me into being “more ...
02/14/2026

“Pressha” unlocked a whole vault of memories, y’all.

So many moments where people tried to pressure me into being “more palatable” or correct who God made me.

And they weren’t always loud.
Sometimes it sounded like advice.
Sometimes it sounded like feedback.
But it always carried the same message: be less you. Less Black. Less Belizean. Take up less space. Accept less. Aspect less.

But I’m not taking notes from anybody committed to my shrinking.

I love me as-is.

So, Happy Valentine’s Day to the version of you that refuses to be reduced and bow under the “Pressha”.

And we love you. Thank you for always reminded us to love us too. 🤎✊🏾

A lot of us were taught: don’t be dramatic… be strong… keep it moving.So when a sisterhood ends quietly, we swallow the ...
02/11/2026

A lot of us were taught: don’t be dramatic… be strong… keep it moving.
So when a sisterhood ends quietly, we swallow the grief and call it “nothing.”

That’s grief policing. And you don’t have to do that to yourself.
Soft grief is still grief.

02/08/2026

Sis, you don’t need a betrayal to deserve grief.
If you’ve been minimizing a quiet friendship loss, that’s grief policing.
Even if the world doesn’t see it… you do. And that’s enough.

You’re allowed to grieve what mattered, even if it ended softly.

Need a trauma-informed sister circle that allows us to name our survival responses, reclaim agency, and build practical ...
02/06/2026

Need a trauma-informed sister circle that allows us to name our survival responses, reclaim agency, and build practical safety and solidarity in the ICE age? We got you! Make your way to this two-hour virtual gathering that brings Black women together to explore how fight, flight, freeze, and FAWN show up in our bodies, families, and communities.

Join us for guided reflection, small-group breakout circles, and practice resource sharing, so that we can take care of each other this Valentine’s Day.

Reserve your spot where survival meets strategy and Black sisterhood in the ICE age. Why? Because we will THRIVE.

Are you an ally? Purchase a ticket and sponsor a Black woman!

Visit this link for more info and to register: https://www.eventbrite.com/e/black-women-in-the-ice-age-tickets-1982092985476?aff=oddtdtcreator

Note: Event is 12-2 EST.

02/05/2026

The ocean taught me a hard truth: Waves don’t ask permission. They arrive when they arrive, indifferent to the what you got going on in life.

So grief pulled up like a wave this week, let it move through you and Breathe.
Because some days you’re on a solid shore… and other days you’re at the mercy of the tide.

Breathe with me: Inhale for 4… exhale for 6…

You don’t have to fight the waves. Just stay afloat until it passes.

Sis, some endings don’t come with drama. They come with distance, “busy,” and silence, and your mind keeps looping becau...
02/04/2026

Sis, some endings don’t come with drama. They come with distance, “busy,” and silence, and your mind keeps looping because there was no clear goodbye.

That’s ambiguous grief: a soft grief you can name. And for Black women, sisterhood is often a nervous-system safe place… so when it shifts, it can feel like losing a layer of protection.

Try the closure-without-contact prompts in the slides if your heart needs an ending but access isn’t available.
Soft grief is still grief.

All February:
Sundays - Grievy Walks
Wednesdays - Unbraided Notes

02/01/2026

Grief doesn’t always come with drama. Sometimes, it’s just a quiet unbraiding.
No breakup convo. No big event. Just a soft unraveling of a connection you thought was permanent.

We’re naming that “soft grief” all February. Join me for UNBRAIDED:
✨ Sundays: Grievy Walks
✨ Wednesdays: Unbraided Notes

And while this series centers Black sisterhood, the healing is for everyone. So take what you need, friend.

Comment UNBRAIDED if you’re ready to walk with me.

01/30/2026

Sis… this one is for the friendships that ended quietly.
No beef. No blame. Just… distance.

I wrote “Unbraided” (and ai gave me the vocals) for the sisterhood we still love, but don’t have access to anymore.

UNBRAIDED February starts soon: Grievy Walks on Sundays + Unbraided Notes (swipe slides) on Wednesdays.
Because soft grief is still grief… and you don’t have to carry it alone.

01/30/2026

Holding space for 22 clients this week (4 brand new) and my aligners are TIGHT tight. 😭

So I’m out here learning how to talk again with this aligner accent, making faces between sessions, and rubbing my tongue on my teeth like it’s part of my treatment plan.

And on top of my caseload, I’m holding the weight of the world too… state-sanctioned violence, collective grief, the constant ache of “again?”

Reminding myself: discomfort doesn’t mean I’m doing it wrong… it means I’m adjusting.
And I’m practicing what I preach: holding space for my own self while I hold space for everyone else. 😮‍💨🫶🏾

If you did Invisalign, tell me when the pain chills + the aligner accent calms down.

Today, my heart is in Minnesota. The news of another life taken by political violence is a weight I can feel in my chest...
01/25/2026

Today, my heart is in Minnesota. The news of another life taken by political violence is a weight I can feel in my chest. And yet, today I also sat in a room filled with balloons and laughter for a baby shower.

I felt the whiplash. I felt the tension of eating cake while a family is shattered.

But then I remembered: this is Dual Awareness. Our joy is a form of resistance. The systems that threaten us want us to be nothing but the aggrieved. When we choose to celebrate a new life, to laugh with our elders, or to cherish a quiet moment, we are reclaiming our humanity.

We hold the “Both/And” because we have to. We mourn our dead, and we cherish our living. You aren’t “fake” for laughing, and you aren’t “weak” for crying.

You are staying whole.

If you’re holding the “Both/And” today… I see you. I’m with you.

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