Last week I had a book signing for my memoir, Washed Away: From Darkness to Light in Montgomery, Alabama and…
You know when you read a book, and once you’ve put it down, you’re still thinking about it, yeah? Well,…
Five years ago: For the love of Sandy Five years ago, my mother Sandy passed away in a car accident.…
Shifting the Focus From Weight to Feelings Australian-based photographer Jennifer Blau decided to take the focus off of appearance with…
Nature is God’s artwork. Sometimes when I’m having a stressful day, I take a walk outside, breathe in the fresh…
We recently got to ask Nikki DuBose – A former model turned author, speaker, and mental health advocate a few…
I’ve spent many an afternoon wandering around the library. To me the library has always been a place of opportunity,…
Author Nikki DuBose of Washed Away: From Darkness to Light was recently interviewed on addiction and recovery. Here she offers…
“. . . Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil:…
I had no idea what to expect going into this book. I never thought I’d finish the thing in just…
Washed Away: From Darkness to Light reflects a story of recovery and determination. Dubose allows us not only into her…
When recovering from eating disorders and body dysmorphia, one of the biggest challenges can be to change our inner perception,…
If you are looking for a story about a remarkable human being, with perseverance and resilience, who describes her horrifying…
During my first day at James Island High, I wandered aimlessly through the halls. Hundreds of students buzzed by, but…
I squeezed in between Vanessa and Sarah on the bow of the sea doo boat and leaned my head back…
Being broke, frustrated, and uncertain about the future wasn’t such a bad thing. The ball was in my corner; I…
The other day, while sitting and rehashing all of my thoughts over to my psychiatrist through the computer screen, I…
On February 28th, from 11am to 1pm, myself, along with many other prominent leaders, will be speaking at the Omni…
Yesterday, while at a meeting for the League of Women’s Voters Los Angeles, I sat and took it all in.…
“That face. . .Look at it!” I didn’t question the voice. I leaned in until my eyes crossed and my…
I could feel the sadness creeping up again, like an unwelcome relative looking over my shoulder and breathing down my…
We have a huge problem in this country when it comes to protecting children from sexual abuse, and that’s denial.…
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Proud to have my name on this open letter to The New York Times Public Editor Liz Spayd. On behalf…
I want to share this poem by Bettie B. Youngs. When I was thirteen my mother was living in a…
Sitting in a room Unfamiliar to me Sidetracked by daydreams Her skin’s smooth terrain Traveled by my fingertips Again and…
“Disordered behaviors and addictions might start out as seemingly insignificant attempts to reach out for comfort, but they eventually can…
“There were many, many signs all throughout my life as to the severity of Momma’s alcoholism. I, however, was in…
The Duchess of Windsor once said, ‘you can never be too rich or too thin.’ But a Bay Area lawmaker…
“The physical, sexual and verbal abuse in my childhood had a direct effect on my self-esteem and self-image. As a…
“I knew that look on my brother’s face one Christmas Eve several years ago as I walked out of the…
“Charleston native Nikki Dubose, 30, grew up immersed in chaos. She had an alcoholic mother with dissociative identity disorder and…
Hi everyone! So I’ve decided to convert the Speak2Heal episodes to a podcast format. I just feel that it’s easier…
“All right now, hold my hand real tight, don’t let go until you know when.” Dad peered down from his…
“Every day I am faced with a challenge. I can either accept and embrace myself, or I can choose to…
“’Does God exist?’ The question looms largely in our society today. Just mentioning religion or politics is enough to spark…
“As I peer into the mirror on this wintry Saturday morning I come face to face with one of my…
From high above this tree mom I can do anything I can soar with the birds Sing their melodies I…