Life Lessons With Coach Destiny

Thinking about it I could go almost any way I want with this post but lately I have been having a real issues with females, who portray themselves one and expect to be treated another. Don't get me wrong I believe that everyone should be respected at all times but sometimes especially as females you have to be conscious of what you are putting out there and how people are going to  perceive it. So, with that said let me get to the root cause of the note, there is a thin line between sexy and slutty and a lot of young and old females have crossed that line and then get offended when the opposite sex approaches them in what they may feel is disrespectful. Don't get me wrong you have the right to wear what you want but understand that all of us, are like walking advertisements , the way we dress, the way we talk and even the who we are around affect how others see us. So,if you are walking around with your ass and titties hanging out, talking about how you down for

I overheard some people the other day talking about Lyfe's song "Statistics" and basically they was saying that he was talking about some craziness and this to me just solidified in my mind the fact that some women out here a truly delusional or in deep denial because if you take the time and listen to the song then you will know that it's nothing but the truth.  So, I decided to break down just the rules of this song, so that you can really understand. RULE #1: DON'T BE A BOOTY CALL: “IF HE DON'T RESPECT YOU, THEN HE WILL FORGET YOU,GIRL"  It gets no simpler than  this, just because you lay down with someone doesn't mean that they respect you, to be honest it doesn't even mean that they like you. You where just available when they needed you. So, learn to respect yourself because ultimately the way you choose to carry yourself, is the way you choose to be treated. So, if you carry yourself like a WHORE, then expect to be treated li

. If you know me personally then you know that I am a die hard Beyonce' fan and not because she's famous or rich but because her music grew up with me and it always speak to where I am or where I was in life. I also love her business mind. But her song "The Best thing I never had"  spoke to my recent situation when I myself had to let go of an relationship that I was in for half my life. There is a particular phrase within that song that has stuck with me  and that " THANK GOD I FOUND THE GOOD IN GOOD BYE". So, that leads me to this question , we all say the word "good bye" but when you're in a relationship and you're fighting with all that you have to hold on to it, we often can't see the good in letting go. I know that I didn't I thought  that if I prayed hard enough, if I worked hard enough, if I looked good enough, if my sex game was good enough, then maybe he would see what he had right beside him and would become a better m

 I have something that has been weighing on my conscience for awhile now and I just cant hold my peace.  I have always been very careful about the company that I keep and who I call friend but as I get older I realize the true definition of friend.   You see I think that a lot of people including myself tend to take that word for granted at times especially when things are going good but when the true test of friendship is when thing get bad. You see a friendship by definition is a common bond a feeling a personal regard between two people but how can you call someone a friend or consider yourself a friend when things get hard and that feeling of personal regard dissipates. I consider myself a good friend to all that I come in contact with and not because I think I am better than most but because all of my real friendships have been forged in the fire  and yet our bond has still survived.  My grandmother always told me that you can't call everyone friends, so I no

When I was two years old, I remember sitting  on my parents bed in our apartment  and telling them that when I grew up I wanted to become a doctor. So,  growing up my parents would get me medical books and all kinds of stuff to help support my dreams. You see I am a dreamer and all I ever wanted to do was to reach out to people, I wanted to help save people I wanted to be  a "super hero". I didn’t realize it  then but I GOD had placed a calling my life to help others. So, all through school I got the grades and I was all about being academically excellent in order for me to get in to medical school and pursue my dream. Then April 27th 1999, came and my mother died from an asthma attack, asthma the same disease I have been and continue to battle with.  Her death shook the very foundation of my world, she was my mother but in her own unique she was my drive, she kept me focused on my purpose. Somewhere between eighth grade  and ninth grade summer I