Brittany King

What I wish people would understand is that people with depression don’t need messages of “it gets better,” sometimes, we just need someone to listen.

“Just go abroad! Travel!”

It’s true. Nothing shows your ignorant Facebook friend’s true colors better than a national (or international) tragedy. You go through this every time.

In my four years at Mizzou, I have been called the N-word every semester. I’ve been told to go back where I came from.

It is a news outlet for the generation that doesn’t read the newspaper.

Here’s the thing about man buns that I don’t understand, why is it such a big deal to have one? I mean women have been wearing topknots and messy buns for years, where’s our award?

Don’t just talk about it, be about it.

There is nothing wrong or unprofessional about the way hair grows out of a black woman’s scalp.

You can’t be content with just hiring the black guy and thinking that’s enough. Learn from the minorities you hire, give them a chance to speak on their experiences in Corporate America, understand how as an entire office you can foster an environment of respect among all employees.

I’m here to dispute the idea that we are all equal. We are not. Not talking about it is not going to make it go away.

Staying in touch with high school friends is not as easy as you’d think, but the ones that are supposed to stay in your life, will.

I don’t “speak well for a black girl,” and I’m not “cute for a black girl,” either.