Now, this isn't any article just about empowering the black race. As a young black woman living in the 21st century, you can imagine I've had my fair share of experiences with racial abuse.
You hear "feminism" and your mind instantly goes into arguing mode. Stop.
Right, so this isn't gonna be some very explicit piece talking about the birds and the bees. Just general thoughts. Don't get your knickers in a twist.
As I've gotten older, I've really come to realise that happiness comes from a lot of different things. For me, when I was younger, happiness would come from maybe toys or playing, then through pre-teen and adolescent years, it came from friends, trying new things and new experiences; but as I'm now approaching my twenties and at the end of my teen years, I've come to realise that sometimes the smallest of things are what make me the happiest.
Everyone knows that you're going to find a love interest at university. Whether it be multiple, one big one, or you find a few you can't choose between, most people end up falling for someone in their first year. We all know a few of those. Now these first year relationships also have a reputation around them. They never last.
You're going to university. You're thinking about moving away from home maybe and meeting new people, living in a new place, making new relationships, and of course, we can't forget the nightlife. All these things are great, but what you don't hear about is the effects on your mental health all these things can have on you.