There have been days where I have wept for children I haven't birthed yet.
I'm not sure how many women are so moved by the social and political climate that they cry. On election day, no tears were shed. I wasn't surprised when many states turned red, especially Texas. My home state never fails to show how deep the racism, sexism, homophobia and xenophobia runs. America took off the mask of a progressive yet concerned nation to reveal the dirt we've swept under the rug for centuries. You can find more on that from Evelyn From The Internets. I can't speak for anyone else but for me I was also shaken by the inhumane treatment of a child who looked like cousins of mine. So why would I be surprised?
Being a member of a marginalized group has always been tough. Unnecessary weight is placed on my shoulders by people, not just men, who look like President-Elect Donald Trump and Vice President-Elect Mike Pence. These people refuse to understand the plight of the rest of the country. So these results aren't of my doing. It's on the white community, either from blatant discrimination and oppression or non-action when faced with the truth of their brethren. If you don't believe me, watch Meghan Tonjes expound upon this.
The questions we're left with are "What do we do? How can we change anything?" I don't have an overarching answer for those questions. I wish I did. Well, Ari Fitz helps answer them and gives advice for our wounded people. However I will not accept complacency. I cannot sit on this soil and lose my joy again. That power, my power, will not go to the people who don't want me to shine. My existence matters and I will continue to be a great example for my family, friends and little girls just like me. You can't stop us from being ourselves. Truth and love will always come back on top. That's why I'm not broken.
The strength it takes for me to answer these questions without either a scowl or with one sentence shows how much I've grown. But there are too many people asking me the same questions in the most life draining cycle ever. So I've comprised a cute list with answers they hopefully will remember for years to come. Feel free to take these answers for your own chorus of busy bodies in your life if the answers apply to you.
A prominent memory from my adolescence was debating with boys who had it worse in life. The variables would change weekly but the point remained: someone has to lose and I'd like to know who it is. There used to be a sense of pride that would swell up whenever I would reason my opponent into submission. But after living through some colorful romantic experiences, I started wondering how that mindset molded my outlook on relationships and love.
I'm a petty, neurotic and indecisive woman who likes a variety of things you probably don't care about. Why? Because I'm attractive enough for you to fantasize about but not attractive enough to make you want to fight for your honor. I'm also marginally intelligent but let's be real, you saw my photo and decided to ignore anything I may have typed here.
I'm not about to assume y'all know me so I'll just tell you what today is. Today is my birthday. As the title gives away, yes I am 24. I've made a lot of decisions, met a lot of people and spent a lot of time learning about this here life I have. Now it's time to sit down at this desk and give you all some golden nuggets I've picked up on the way.
Yes, some of the great things we do positively effect how we view ourselves. But aren't we tired of trying to be holier-than-thou all the time? It must get lonely on top of that throne. From there, everyone looks like heathens who are unworthy of the king's presence. They need insert-personal-moral-compass-here to be around him. If you're rolling your eyes at the thought of it, congratulations, you have vices and are relatable.
Whether it's my family members, coworkers or my beautician, everyone wants to know what's going on with my plans. Where are my offspring and husband?! It doesn't matter if I have ideas about other aspects of my life.
For the majority of my life, someone has tried to curb my adoration for curse words. Every reason from every person has fallen under these statements:
If I get too busy, overwhelmed or procrastinate too hard, you will not see me for weeks. I retreat and regroup. I go ghost.