Welcome
Hi, I’m Hope Venetta, LCMHC, NCC. Welcome to my blog—a compassionate and insightful space on the internet crafted with a passion for empowering individuals and families. Here, we delve into the world of mental health, family relationships, Black history and the profound impact of systemic racism, the healing power of Christ, and at times, the intriguing connections between mental health, popular culture, and current events.
I’m also the author of At Mama Feely’s Feet: Trauma, Truth, and the Journey Back to Ourselves, a book that blends personal narrative, historical insight, and therapeutic wisdom to help Black Christian women heal from intergenerational trauma and reclaim their identity. I invite you to join me on this healing journey—because your story, like mine, is worth reclaiming.
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In Christ, We Are Not Rootless
A few years ago, I found out my husband can trace his lineage back to 1650. His family’s roots reach deep into the soil of Collelongo, a mountain village in southern Italy. There are records, names, and stories of his people. When he was a kid growing up in a small...
At Mama Feely’s Feet is officially available!
For the woman who’s tired but still pushing.Who’s faithful but still wrestling.Who’s accomplished so much but still feels like something’s missing.I wrote it because oppression was never our full story.Because what the world calls “disorder” is often a perfectly...
When the Big House Burns: Trauma, Memory, and the Body’s Quiet Reckoning
The recent fire that destroyed the Nottoway Plantation mansion—the largest antebellum “Big House” in the South—sparked waves of reaction online. Some mourned the historic loss. Others celebrated the symbolic destruction of a monument to enslavement.But as a Black...
5 years. 1 story. A hundred prayers.
That’s what it took to write At Mama Feely’s Feet: Trauma, Truth, and the Journey Back to Ourselves.This wasn’t just a writing project. It was a pilgrimage.A reckoning with history.A wrestling with memory.A sacred conversation with God, my ancestors, and the parts of...
If tacos can fall apart and still be amazing, then so can you
I saw this meme the other day, and I agree, but it's missing something.Because yes—falling apart doesn’t mean we’re broken beyond repair. Sometimes, it’s precisely what we need for healing to begin.But here’s what the meme doesn't say: tacos have a plate. If not a...
Your “Play Cousins and ‘Nem”: Mental Health, Heritage, and The Power of Connection
As we step into Black History Month, a time to celebrate our past, honor our ancestors, and reaffirm our collective strength, I find myself reflecting on the power of connection within our community. Knowing where we come from isn’t just about history—it’s about...
Radical Acceptance v/s Toxic Positivity
As we navigate through life, we encounter moments that stretch us—moments that challenge the very core of who we are and what we believe about ourselves and the world around us. It’s in these moments that the tension between radical acceptance and toxic positivity...
Understanding and Overcoming Crisis Fatigue
Now, I know we're all familiar with stress and burnout, but what about crisis fatigue? It's like the heavyweight champion of emotional exhaustion, especially in the times we're living in. Picture this: You've been grinding, helping others navigate their storms, and...
Breaking the Stigma: Embracing Mental Health Support
Hey there, beautiful souls! I want to talk about something close to my heart – the journey to mental well-being, especially for our Black brothers and sisters who might feel a bit uneasy about seeking therapy. We're diving into this together because it's crucial to...
Embracing “Rich Auntie” Energy
There’s a growing wave among Black women—those who choose to live their lives child-free by choice. I call it the “Rich Auntie” energy, but let’s be clear: this isn’t about money. It’s about a wealth of spirit, joy, and purpose. It’s about walking boldly into your...