This year taught me many things. You reap what you sow. Point blank period! Happiness comes from within. It’s never a true loss if you learned something. Self-care is not selfish it’s a necessity. To thine own self be true.
I used to literally toss and turn about stuff that had nothing to do with me. Other people’s problems that were just that-they’re problems. PTSD situations and my triggers. Dragged down by my need to save people! Not anymore. Good luck with that.
Im not PERFECT! I love TOO HARD and don’t know how to go with the flow! SIKE! 2023 was my year to truly DO ME! It’s been a work in progress. It didn’t come overnight but gradually I have come to embrace and accept that I’m the sh*t! I draw strength from my Grandparents! My Parents all my elders! Aunt Colette will always be BEST dressed and I got this from her. They ALL fly and humble like their Mothers.
Mrs.Young my fourth grade teacher would put on her lipstick and grab her pocketbook and fur coat and take us to dismissal. She would jump in her nice car with her husband and wave and go about her evening. I remember how most would look at her. Young, beautiful, smart, stylish, married, BLACK.
I am BLACK. When the description African-American came out while elated Mommy said she would continue to identify as Black. That it took so long to be called Black in her life and not Negro that she was fine with it. She said “they still gonna call us the other word even if they just think it”
I have been discriminated against because of my race often. I am the Mother of a biracial child and the dynamic is odd. You mainly see African-American men with Caucasian women. Not the other way around. Some people just won’t ever date out their RACE. I’m here to attest that mostly all of them ain’t sh*t lol.
I used to really give AF when I was younger. Not enjoying the fact that we were really living our lives and that circumstances would lead us to different roads. As a hearing impaired woman I have been discriminated against because of these categories I identify with as well. I was just at a function that was suppose to be my “tribe” yet the disdain for me was so palpable. I KNOW( I sneezed when I wrote that so it’s true) if I was a Caucasian Deaf Mother at this event and not even the LEAST bit humble they would of been so much nicer to JJ and I.
You live and you learn and keep moving right along!
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