Monday, May 23, 2016

Good Girl Chronicles: A Tough Day, My Journey to Getting My Life Back

My legal name is Lauren Hope Mena Compton. I was a reporter at two stations in Virginia among other companies. I have lived with depression/anxiety since I was 16 years old. I was raised Southern Baptist. I believe in God, I love Him, and I finally believe in Him again. Since I was 30 I've been battling suicidal thoughts. These are facts! These are documented facts with several psychiatrists and mental health nurses.

Before my 30th birthday I tried to commit suicide, I was admitted to a psych center and I took FMLA leave. Before I was 30, I left my dream job because I felt like the walls were closing in. I felt like I was in a hostile environment. I felt like I was going to have a nervous breakdown at any moment. I was scared of being branded as crazy or taken off air. THESE ARE FACTS. I have seen it happen to other people in news. THESE ARE FACTS. I have heard other journalists tell me to be quiet, that I could lose my job if I was honest about my depression and suicidal thoughts. I have been told this since I was in journalism school. You do not share your feelings, you do not cry, you suck it up and keep moving. Even though I've seen dead bodies in my profession, grieving families, and a large number of black families in crisis. It haunted me at night. I had trouble sleeping. I dreamt of death often. I have been hospitalized twice as a reporter due to my mental illness and the pressures of my job. When I started to get better as a journalist naturally the stories got harder. But I look back and I wasn't half bad at reporting. Ive been doing social media to some degree since I graduated Virginia Commonwealth University in 2007 ( ONE OF THE BEST COLLEGES FOR TV IN VA in my opinion) I could write you a novel about my bad experiences with newsrooms and my mental illness, the yelling, the time I was told I was not"mentally fit" to be on air, the time I was denied the EAP number , the times co-workers told me blankly we all said you had a nervous breakdown.

I tried to do it their way. I tried to stay quiet but it has gotten me nowhere. These people are not paying my bills now and they DO NOT CARE. The company that owns both of my prior stations have contacted me. One told me to never associate with former employees or step foot on the property. Why did then did they send security downstairs when I had been there a week prior hamming it up with the personalities ? Because I have a documented record of depression, suicide and I felt afraid at my job? IS THAT FAIR? PLEASE TELL ME BECAUSE IF IT IS I WILL HAVE A SEAT. I have nothing to lose now. My family is burden by my illness. I have had to call a crisis interventionist to ease the tension in our home THESE ARE FACTS. I will be consulting a lawyer and I'm in the process of filing an EEOC complaint against both of my former stations. I pray they do not take everything I own, but I know at least one station has tried to do that others before. YOU CAN RESEARCH IT YOURSELF. IT IS IN PRINT.

 The word says I am more than a conqueror I will endure this. Jeremiah 31:4 Isaish 61:3. I have no one but God to tell me I am sane, healthy and on the road to recovery. NO MAN is trying to comfort me, no boyfriend here for me, NO NEWS STATION WILL HIRE ME THESE ARE FACTS.

I CAN NOT work retail. I am overweight and my feet hurt constantly. Then I had an unfortunate incident with Onelife Fitness in Greenbrier. I will name their name because they are a corporate company, and the owner refused to give me the corporate number even after I asked. The owner said he studied social work, and is important in the community. WHY then sir did you not give me the corporate number? Why then sir did you make me go to a doctor I don't like to get you a paper you didn't need to cancel my membership because your staff was rude and inattentive? Please answer this for me.

I am not vengeful or disgruntled. When I am depressed I hurt myself not others. TRUST ME. ALL I HAVE IS MY VOICE,  MY DOGS, MY GIRLFRIENDS, AND GOD. So please know I do not expect money to pour from the sky for this. But I do expect some CHANGES. I DO EXPECT SOMEONE TO MAKE IT SO NO ONE ELSE LIKE ME HAS TO GO THROUGH THIS.

I have nothing to lose. People at two of my former stations do not call, text, or do anything. I am sure they have been told by their owning company not to consult with me. That is ok. I do not want anyone losing their job because I'm in crisis. I have unfollowed, defriened or stopped talking to people at these former stations because of their hostility or feelings about my mental illness. I wish them the best but I have to take care of me now. I need to be in a healthy place where I can focus on my faith journey and my health. I hope I can bring my dog Goliath too. He brings me comfort.

I am consulting two great non-profits in Hampton Roads who are going to help me move out of my parents house and get my life on track. And when I do I will pray, write, and work on making my business successful. I am charting my journey on Youtube so my parents can not have me admitted. Thank you.

Love You, Love God More
Lauren Hope

My business Good Girl Chronicles is a story-telling business. I believe in telling my own story I can set myself free. I also hope it will show others talking is the only way to break the stigma of mental illness. I am working to become an advocate when I am stronger. I want to champion the mental health issues in our state. They are not good. I will share more about my fight with Obamacare, how healthcare officials have yelled at me and told me to call the President for help even when I was suicidal. I will tell you why I had to pay 230 bucks in healthcare even though I only made $7,000 last year. I will tell you why I can't claim disability for my illness even though it prevents me from working in corporate America. Our system is flawed.

Follow my journey on social media
Facebook: Lauren Compton, Lauren Hope, Good Girl Chronicles
Snapchat: TeamGoodGirl84
Twitter: Hope_Mena84
Instagram: HopeMena_84
Wordpress/New Site:

Be Blessed
"Delight thyself in the Lord, and He will give you the desires of you heart."- Psalms 37:4

A woman whose music gives me hope ! Demi Lovato lives with bipolar disorder. She is successful, strong, beautiful, has a good career, and a hot boyfriend. I want these things too and thats all ok. She is also an advocate for people with mental health issues. She went to the Capitol and is raw with her journey. Her CD Confident helped restore me. God speaks to me through music too.

 Dwayne Johnson thank you for teaching this little Mississippi girl that even the biggest dreams are possible Love you to the moon and back.
You sent this to me when I was a reporter in Bedford County. Bruiser connected us, and I'm so thankful you read my letters and heard my cry. Know that I still believe seven dollars can help you reach the world. Keep slaying
Lauren Hope

Sunday, May 22, 2016

Good Girl Chronicles Starts Social Media Consulting Services

I am very excited to announce effective June 1st I will be offering social media consulting. This will include consultation for Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, and Blogspot, maintaining an online brand, and how to find resources you need to engage your audience.

I learned the power of social media early in my journalism career at NBC 12 in Richmond, Virginia. There I began my broadcast career as a production assistant and was soon promoted to New Media Content Specialist. Under my specialist role I created, maintained, and produced content for NBC 12 Facebook page and Twitter. I often shot my own video using a digital camera to create behind the scenes videos, I Interviewed talent and posted it to Facebook to better connect with our viewing audience. Now NBC 12 has one of the best Facebook followings in the Richmond area. During my other television travels and schooling I've learned the power of Twitter, online branding, and the endless possibilities of blogging.

I will be taking more classes this year and my expertise will only continue to grow. I thank everyone that is willing and able to take this journey with me. Here's my pricing:

Social Media Consultation for non-profits $100 

Social Media Consultation for businesses $200

Social Media Consultation for Writers or Bloggers $100
(prices subject to change)

I understand we all have to crawl before we walk. If you are a small business owner, or beginning blogger I am willing to negotiate these prices.

You can view my blogs and websites at or

Social Media Platforms
Facebook: Lauren Hope, Lauren Compton, Good Girl Chronicles
Twitter: Hope_Mena84
instagram: HopeMena_84
Snapchat: Teamgoodgirl84

Love You, Love God More
Lauren Hope

This is Good Girl Chronicles. 
We all have a story to tell...

A Fun, Fine Fellas Friday: Tony Camm, Andre Whitehead, Youtube Sensation Jose Ayala

Today, I decided to do a VLOG on my Fine Fellas Friday, a blog dedicated to fabulous, fun, positive men, on Youtube. I've been so busy promoting my business Good Girl Chronicles in Chesapeake, Va I did not have time to write. So here is this week's installment of Fine Fellas Friday. Three great men, three great story-tellers, three great slay monsters. Thanks for sharpens me, I hope I do the same for you.

This week I'm sending mad love to Jose Ayala, Youtube Sensation, Gay Man, Slay Monster, Inspirational, All over FABULOUS! Thanks for making me laugh in the valley of my depression.

Mad Love to Tony Camm, Radio Personality , General Manager of an awesome hotel, singer, actor . community service hero PUFF DADDY OF LYNCHBURG, VA. Thanks for sharpening me.

Tony Camm and Lolo at a Lynchurg concert

BIG UPS to Andre Whitehead for believing in me as a story-teller. Andre Whitehead, positive story-teller, friend, promoter, community service extraordinaire-- thanks for sharpening me. Andre featured a story of mine on his show and it propelled my career as a story-teller. Thanks!

Me and Andre in downtown Lynchburg

Andre is hosting an amazing gala next month honoring great people in the community.

If you want to learn more about Andre Whitehead, he is an independent journalist in Central Virginia, go to 

Again a big thank you to these amazing men who I have done much to sharpen me. #ironsharpensiron

Love You, Love God More
Lauren Hope
Good Girl Chronicles

Friday, May 20, 2016

Lolo's Bar Confessions: It's About Being Real, Bebe Dresses, & Confidence

OMG I finally got an invite to this amazing place called the 'Sky Bar' in Virginia Beach. Click  'Sky Bar' to check it out. It is nothing short of gorgeous. Am I saying that right? I want to say it's fucking amazing. I felt like a black Carrie Bradshaw going to a club opening at the Oceanfront. The only problem is I'm years too late. The Sky Bar has been open in Virginia Beach for a hot minute (aka a long ass time).

Reasons I Never Went To the Skybar 
 A.) I didn't think I could afford it. Honestly for $200 a season it's not bad. I want to add I am not being paid by Sky Bar (although that would be nice) to write this blog. But, I've dropped 200 bucks in one weekend partying in Richmond and in downtown Norfolk. Honestly, it's a good investment. I was able to chat about my blog, flirt with some hot guys, and wear my new Bebe dress.

B.) I thought it was too swanky got me. Look I really am a simple girl. I do love tight fitted clothes, name brand designs, good food, a handsome man, and fun girlfriends. But I am also a Tomboy at heart. A woman who likes wearing jeans and a graphic t-shirt most days. So when I heard people talk about the Sky Bar I always thought it was for skinny, hot chicks with rich boyfriends. Don't get me wrong I am sure a lot of the fellas I saw in there had money, no one was bragging about it. A lot of the women were skinny, but a lot of them complimented me, a curvy, some would say fat, fabulous woman, straight slaying in my Bebe dress. (By the way Bebe is not paying me either but I heavily support their Outlet store in Williamsburg Virginia. The associates are amazing, and they helped me believe a plus size woman could feel sexy in Bebe. That is the power of good customer service.) Back to the story--- They say never judge a book by it's cover. Well I say don't always believe what your friends say. I once knew a guy who had a membership who made me feel like only celebrities went to the Sky Bar. Nope! A regular, plain jane like me went and had the best night I've had all month.

Well I can't really think of a C.) Those are the two big reasons I didn't go to the Sky Bar. It as nothing like I imagined at all. It was chic, glamorous, but also so chill. Not sure how they maintain that balance but keep doing what you do Sky Bar. I felt fabulous and so did my girlfriend who came with me. We were invited  by the DJ, whom I used to work with at a local television station.

Fabulous Highlights

ME and Brandon (BTW he's so handsome and humble)
  • Met some adorable, cute, hot, successful educated dolls there. You helped me remember that real woman praise each  other. We don't have tear each other down to feel good about ourselves. They were so kind, and I think they could tell I was self conscience. When I took off my jacket to expose my dress, they cheered for me. That felt good. #womenwhoslay
  • Danced with white guys- typically white men I've met do not have rhythm, but these cats could actually dance.
  • Drank an amazing sweet drink that was NOT too watery or too strong.
  • Reunited with my friend Brandon who is such a cutie and so humble. One of my favorite combinations
  • I connected with my DJ friend and he was super cool
  • My girlfriend and I both got to feel so fucking fabulous. We are both small business owners and we've been hustling hard lately. It felt good to just be two girls chatting in the bar.
For everything else I missed watch this cute Youtube video with my adorable dog Goliath. (He was hangry so please excuse his rudeness)

Love You, Love God More
Lauren Hope AKA Lolo

Owner, Creator of Good Girl Chronicles, a business in Chesapeake, VA dedicated to story-telling.

Psalms 37:4 "Delight thyself in the Lord, and He will give you the desires of your heart."

Thursday, May 19, 2016

A Love That Almost Broke Me:This is the Real Me

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Part two of the love letter to the  man who wasted too much of my time. Part two of the love letter to the man who broke vows, smashed dreams, and broke hearts. Part two of the letter to the new me, a real woman, a conqueror, a woman who deserves real love. I am breaking free of you, and hoping my heart heals enough to know a Corinthians type of love. I hope am strong enough to let you go to be a Corinthians lover, a friend, a comforter, a person who holds no record of wrong doings....... I am not there yet but I am trying......

1 Corinthians 13:4-8New International Version (NIV)

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.

Lyric, you don’t get to say you didn’t love me. Why then did you call me repeatedly when I was in my valley of depression? Why were you worried when I had to go to the psych and then jokingly asked , “Are you bat shit crazy now?” Why did it hurt you when I couldn’t answer the phone? Why did it cut you deep when I turned to my ex Javi for comfort and not you? Why? Because that is real love. You did love me Lyric whether you want to admit it or not. You took a bold leap to call my own  mother to jolt some sense into me. It was the December God picked me up. It was then that I knew I had to come back to you. It was this December you forgave me, and said you wanted to move on. So no sir, you don’t get to say you didn’t love me. We knew real love. Whether you are man enough to claim it your own cross to bare.

How I looked when you met me. 125 and slaying
So I will never defriend, never shut you out, ever! I want you to see me in all my glory. I want you to see a stronger, smarter, wiser, sexier, more confident woman. I want you miss what we had. I want you to know you fucked up when you lost Lauren Hope. You lost major when you let Lolo go. I could write a novel, cry tears to fill an ocean in attempt to tell you how much I loved you. I say that in the present because I do love you. I struggle with whether I am still in love with you.
I struggle with whether not I still love you. I call you, you don’t answer. I text you, no reply. I am reaching out to you and you have turned away. I hope it is because you have a found a new love, a new life, a new dream. I hope it is because you have shed the guilt of your past mistakes. I hope it is because you let that skinny bitch go. I hope it is because you know joy, love, happiness, the kind that God gives all His children that love him. I hope the best for you.

In my new life, I have met amazing men, men who have wined me, dined me, showed me things I didn’t know. A hot Colombian who kissed me so softly that the music stopped in a loud club. I dated a man with five degrees, a nice house, and a hot car. He looked at me like he wanted to devour me, worshiped the ground I walked on, and after moments of knowing me wanted to do all he could to make Lauren Hope marketable again. I have kissed and played with a few pretty, young things. They think I am exotic, a sweet good girl with a naughty side. They like that I laugh, and smile wide. They love the new shape of my body, and strut in my step. It turns them on just to be near me, or try to keep up with my pep. I am a phenomenal woman, phenomenally, yea, that's me.  
Me now, Size 16 and slaying so hard it hurts #fat&fabulous

My wholesome attitude and good ways tempted a thuggish out man. One night he shared his heart with me, and I told him, “I understand.” Together we shared one of the most intimate nights I could ever imagine. We talked about love, God, children, dreams, desires, not wanting to live, depression, and the beauty of recovery, the beauty of starting over. He was my love doctor and he never touched me. He told me to stand tall again to forget you and move on. He said you were no good and did not know the real me. I cried with him on the phone, I laid my soul bare, and the next day I arose a woman who didn’t care. A woman who no longer cared if you ever saw me for me, a woman who didn’t care if you ever came back, a woman who began to see you never deserved her anyway…..

 Then I met a hot Latin man in Richmond City Hall. He smiled at me, I smiled at him, and in that moment I felt seen again. I was bold, and fearless. I asked for his number. Two hours later he replied, “It’s me the cute guy…” I called him City Hall, it was our little secret, to cover the fire between us.  What followed were four weeks of cute texts, sweet dates, and passionate kisses. He reminded me that I was worthy of being someone’s missus. We both were bitter and heartbroken by people like you… too afraid to get emotionally close to someone new. I tried to be tender and slow with him till my life got too busy for yet another bitter man. I gave him his space, and I continued as the kids say to do me. Then just yesterday he texted me, realizing what he missed. People can change, that is part of my testimony. I adore City Hall for giving me my fire back, showing me I was sexy again, making me laugh, praising my hustle, and even though he’s been brokenhearted too that broken man. So this broken woman will give him a little time.
Two weeks after I met City Hall

 I love that he melted when I showed him the Sex and the City scene that makes me cry. It’s the one where Richard forces the sexually liberated Samantha to be intimate without sex. It is soft, delicate, sweet, tender just like we used to be. It is listening to that loud band in your tiny, New York apartment while you drank whiskey.  That intimacy is just like kissing you for the first time outside the Long Island airport after years of Skyping, Facetiming, phone calls, and texting. 

That intimacy is how you held my hand at the Farmer’s Market, showing the world I was your girl. It’s how you we slept in your bed snuggled up to each other, watching The Office for the millionth time. That intimacy is the way I felt like I could staying in that bed with you forever. That intimacy is when you told my mom over the phone, “Don’t worry I won’t break her heart.” That intimacy is the way you looked at me, the way you smiled at me, the way you touched me.

I am sorry kid you did love me, and I loved you. I won’t let your hurt, angry, fear, or whatever the fuck take those moments away from me. The past five years were not a mistake. We knew real love. So you go on now and live your life, pretend you didn’t know me. Cause I am living mine again…. I am going to go on a date with City Hall soon. I am going to move forward, I will give him a chance if it wants it, to love this new woman, and maybe together we will have a bad romance. So you see I am good, even though I am in tears. I am learning to shed you and all of our years. 

The Real Me -- Plus and Fabulous 

Moving on, gotta take control, 
Staying strong, but it's taking all
Can't go back, never go back, back, back 

The Woman Who Loved You When No One Else Did

Lauren Hope AKA LOLO