HeyJaredThe Original Baddie
Personal essays on healing, identity, Haitian roots, and reclaiming yourself — by Badiana Badio Eckstrom.
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Ten Toes Down (opens the original)
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I often see people on Substack say the same thing. They love that no one they know reads their work. No family, no old friends, no one who could raise an eyebrow at their words. It gives them room to speak freely, and I understand that completely. To each their own. That kind of anonymity is its own valid path to freedom.I found my liberation somewhere else. I found it in wholly expressing myself in front of my parents, my brother, and I did it with conviction. I stood in front of a filled books
Overflow Season (opens the original)
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It has been a full summer! I have been moving and grooving. I have been going and flowing. I passed my Project Management exam with exceeds target in two of three domains. I am still in shock over the targets.<img alt="" class="sizing-normal" height="318" src
No Abracadabra (opens the original)
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It’s always the people with no abracadabra trying to tell you what to do with your magic.Say that one twice and feel where it lands.Because the ones who actually carry a spell of their own don’t spend their energy narrating mine, they just nod when they see it working and step back. The loudest correction always comes from a hand that has never once made something vanish and come back changed. Nobody who has really pulled flowers out of a dark wall needs to hold my instruction manual, they alrea
Abundance Is Not a Metaphor (opens the original)
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, held her phone steady through a poetry reading on Sunday, sitting in one of the corners of the room while I relished the ease in which I shared my words to an audience of loving people, alongside . She told me afterward that she could have been home on her couch, Netflix glowing, feet up, instead she got to be there recording, watching me, , in her element with a new friend she was excited to get to know with more depth. How lucky, she said. Like the luck belonged to her and not to me. I have
The Detour (opens the original)
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The morning I became a board member of a grocery cooperative that just secured two million dollars, my laptop rang in the middle of the meeting.<img alt="" class="sizing-normal" height="1298" src="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!rhjF!,w_1456,c_limit,f_auto,
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