Recently, I felt attacked. I'm talking about hyperventilating and I couldn't breathe. I could feel rapid pulsating sensations in my face. I was sweltering and felt disoriented. My headache intensified with every blink of my eyes.

With the mounting awareness of mental health, there's been a great deal of emphasis on self-love and self-care. And personally, I have to be honest. I initially didn't know there was a difference between the two. In fact, I've always classified them as interchangeable with one standard connection- they're both necessary dynamics for personal growth.

When was the last time you picked up a notebook, nestled in a quiet space, and captured your thoughts on paper? What did you write about? What motivated you to journal?

I was 10 years old when I decided I no longer wanted to carry the prefix to my name. Everything about me is connected to my nickname, Trice. I remember telling my grandfather that the change was because I was frustrated with my teachers saying it completely wrong.