‘Til You Try

What I’ve come to realize is that sometimes, there’s really only one way to find out: trying it.

In all honesty, that was kind of hard for me to accept. I’ve never been a fan of change or going out of my comfort zone. I like the ideas of safety of consistency. I pride myself as someone who doesn’t make rash decisions and as someone who doesn’t have an impulsive spirit. But somewhere in that, I became an individual who didn’t take enough chances. “Going for it” became this weird, unfamiliar concept. Trying out new things became an idea that makes me nervous. However, I had to learn that (surprise, surprise) staying in your comfort zone, in fact, limits you.

How can you be sure that an experience won’t positively impact your life if you don’t try it? Or that it won’t lead to something you learn from? Or that it won’t help you figure out you like and what you dislike? Well, in a lot of cases, you can’t.

I’ll give an example of what I’m talking about. A few weeks ago, I went to a Peruvian restaurant for a holiday luncheon with my coworkers. It should be mentioned that I’m very picky and am not the greatest with trying unfamiliar food. There was a variety of appetizers and entrees. A lot of choices were foods that I’ve never heard of, much less tried. I barely touched the first appetizer that was served because I couldn’t tell what was in the bowl. I ate a lot of tequenos (pastries filled with cheese), and hesitated before eating the empanadas with steak and onions in them.

About twenty minutes into all of this, a former coworker who recently retired joined us at the table. We talked a little and saw my hesitation to try any of the entrees. Then, she said something along the lines of “try it, even if it’s just a little bit. You’re young. You should be trying new things.” I looked at her, then at the food, then at her again, and then at the chicken stew I was about to try. After each entree I tried, she asked how I felt about it. I left the restaurant with a full stomach and happy that I didn’t stare at food the whole time.

Had I avoided trying much of the options like I wanted to, I don’t think I would have enjoyed my time at the luncheon as much as I did. In fact, I’m not sure what I would have gained from that experience. Though the example above is a small one, I think it depicts the difference trying something makes. For me, that luncheon reminded me that some of the best times I’ve ever had stemmed from giving something new a shot.

Don’t get me wrong, trying does not mean you won’t fail. You probably will quite a few times and it will be uncomfortable because that’s a part of life. The beautiful things in life comes with the hardships, but the only way to find out if it worth it is through experience. That experience comes with trying things, even though it’s sometimes easier said than done.

So let this be your reminder to apply for the job, reach out to that person, or resume the passion project or whatever it is that speaks to you.

After all, you’ll never know until you try.


Happy New Year! I thought I’d start off 2022 with a post about trying out new things. It felt fitting enough. Hopefully there was something in my piece that resonated with or encouraged you.

Like I just said, trying something can be easier said than done, especially when there’s outside pressures (or pressure you put on yourself). And while taking a chance has sometimes backfired in my face, there were also times it led me to something amazing.

For the record, this is not your cue to be reckless and do things you know are bad for you. It is, however, a slight nudge for you to get out of your comfort zone (if you haven’t already). This is something that I’m still working on mastering myself so maybe our 2022 can include taking those chances, even when the initial thought of doing such a thing scares us.

Wishing you all the best,

Rhobie ❤

Joy

The joy in my heart is one I can’t explain

Life has its challenges, but I feel no need to 

complain 

No longer do i feel far from happiness

no, I don’t resent my scars 

I am content with where I am 

and my accomplishments, 

thus far

I am excited for all that is ahead of me 

excited for what I am experiencing

Filled with faith 

and optimism 

even Towards the things I’ve yet

to see.

The joy in my heart is one I can’t explain

and I hope that you too will be so 

overwhelmed 

with happiness, 

that you can also say

 the same. 


Hi! I know it’s been a while. I’ve been adjusting to changes and whatnot (we do be in college now). Like the poem above indicated, I’m happy. Everything isn’t perfect of course, but I’m happy with where I’m at. I have a cool roomate, I’m doing well in my classes, and I’ve identified the things I want to work on. So really, I can’t complain. I know that there are many out there who can’t say the same, which sucks. But I’m so grateful and glad to be… cómo se dice…thriving.

To those who are doing well: we love to see it. Joy looks great on you. To those who aren’t quite there yet: I hope that changes soon. Or, at the very least, you’re able to learn something from an non-ideal situation. There’s a verse I like a lot which says, “weeping may endure for a night, but joys come in the morning” (Psalm 30:5).

Wishing you all the best,

Rhobie ❤

Reflection

High School Graduation and Summer 2021: A Reflection

On June 2nd, 2021, I graduated High School. It felt kind of surreal, honestly. I made it there a few minutes after the ceremony started (I was supposed to be there one hour before it began), and had to quickly find my way to the other graduates so that I’d make it time for the march (which was, let me tell you, very stressful). So while speeches were being made, I was part listening and part recovering from the stress and the rush that came with being late.

From the handing of the diploma cover, to the picture taking, everything went by so quickly, and then suddenly, without enough time to process it all, I was a high school graduate. I went home that evening, took some more pictures, took all my regalia and graduation stuff off, changed into something else, and just sat there. It was weird.

Then, not even two weeks into my summer break, I attended orientation for my summer job as a camp counselor. Two weeks after that I had already started my summer class. A few weeks into working 40 hours a week and taking a class, I started working on co-founding an organization with a wonderful group of people located in different parts of the country. Needless to say, before I could even let it all sink in, I already immersed myself in other things (which also means this is the first time I’m actually sitting and reflecting about everything).

So here I am, on my bed, typing away and not knowing where this piece is even going. Most of what comes to mind is that two months after graduation, I am quite aware that I’m no longer a high schooler, but I also don’t really feel like an adult either. It’s like I’m in limbo, between what was my life before and life I’m about to live. I don’t really know what’s next, or if I’m even prepared for it, but I’m excited.

Before I close this out, here are a few things that I learned/ realized this summer.

  1. Working with kids after a year of being around little to no people can surely lead to one getting sick. Twice. It was a learning experience though.
  2. Interacting with other people is people is pretty cool. I didn’t realize how much I missed it. However, a lot of interacting in a short period of time can get draining.
  3. Mental health days are important and should be normalized.
  4. Trees are cute. I realized this a long time ago, but I just wanted to put that out there.

That’s all from me.

‘Till next time ❤

Small & Black Owned Businesses

Support The Little Guys

By Rhobie Toussaint

Original published on The Harbinger


It is no secret that COVID-19 drastically impacted many things – the way people perform everyday tasks, the concept of “normal,” and the economy. And in the midst of it all, small businesses took a hard hit. By May 2020, thirty million unemployment claims were made, many being from small businesses.

Hence, there are many reasons why customers should support small/Black businesses.

Support for a small/Black is support for their communities. With the coronavirus bringing an economic crisis to many, small businesses have suffered greatly. When a small business suffers, so does the community and the workers involved. There have been over 100,000 small businesses that closed as a result of COVID-19 and its economic impact, according to the Washington Post.

Thus, supporting different businesses that may not have the resources to survive an economic crisis would greatly benefit them, as well as different communities.

Many small Black-owned businesses manufacture/sell a wide variety of items, from clothing to hair products. Support for these businesses will not only help them flourish and succeed, it will also play a role in closing the racial wealth gap that is still so prominent in American society.

The Brooking Institution found that in 2016, a typical white family’s net worth is around ten times more than the net worth of a typical Black family, further showing how the support of Black-owned businesses has a correlation to closing the wide racial gap.

Small businesses usually have a more personal, ‘homey’ feel. Owners of small/Black-owned businesses take the time to send their products in a package that is carefully packaged with a personal message of how much they appreciate the purchase. These hard-working individuals put their love, appreciation, and effort into every single package and add their own personal touch to it.

“Owners of small businesses are usually doing something that they are passionate about. I think it’s why they put so much detail into their products and their packaging. The ‘thank you’ notes I receive from them when I order something feel meaningful and genuine,” said Laudith De Los Santos, a senior at MLEC.

These small businesses are often passion projects or for a good cause. Behind many small owned or Black businesses is a story of wanting to create change or doing something in their community that has not been done before. As a result, owners of these businesses, and the work that they do, are fueled by their passion, making the support for them that more important.

Kaylin Berner, a music therapist in South Florida, is an example of someone using their passion and their business to help others.

“I do two different categories of music therapy. We do a broad range, this is something I do…It’s cool to be able to provide those services. A lot of the time these people wouldn’t have the opportunity to get into music but this offers them a chance.”

Berner is a music therapist who aims to advocate for those who are disabled people by providing them with “normal” therapy — but also taking the time to innovate different kinds of treatment. Her small business is an example of genuity and true allyship for the betterment of society.

Small/Black business owners generally put a lot of care into the work that they do, all while trying to provide consumers with quality products. Unfortunately, the economic crises caused by COVID-19 caused a lot of these businesses to close down, which is why the support for them is more important than ever.

Small and Black-owned businesses are essential in so many ways; it is time that we support them in the way that they always support us.


Although this article was originally published in December, it is still as important to support small and Black owned businesses. They put a lot of time, effort, and care into the products they create, as well as the services they provide.

Later this week, I will be promoting different Black owned businesses on my Instagram page @inmyoptimisticmind, so if you’re at a lost of where to start, you can definitely check it out.

All the love,

Rhobie

Better

better: a poem by rhobie


maybe it would be easier to just give up now

in the midst of what seems to be

endless trials and trials and tribulations

because everyday feels like a struggle;

every day is filled with constant pain.

maybe it would just be easier to call it quits

Hide and lock away before it gets too difficult,

It’s too uncontrollable

unmanageable and uncomfortable.

maybe it would just be easier to stop here,

To stop right now

because tomorrow and the day after that

Is a turmoil of never getting better.

but your story doesn’t have to end here now

you don’t have to avoid taking the risk

you don’t have to avoid love

because you’re afraid of heartbreak.

the best is yet to come

and better days are coming

if you fight for it

You will strive for it

and have faith that it will be.


I wrote this poem last weekend. Inspiration hit, and I was happy that it did because it has been a while since I’ve been writing consistently (life is crazy like that sometimes). Slowly but surely, I’m getting some things together, and part of that is simply writing more as it is my way to cope, express myself, help and inform others, and pass time.

I hope that the message in this piece resonates with anyone who needs it, or can serve as a source of reference when life gets difficult.

Here’s to perseverance, faith, and taking chances ❤