it has been a minute since i last wrote...anything.
E, thank you for your patience with the piece i was to submit! i will get it to you this week without fail, sis. promise.
you know, sometimes when people think you are strong, they take liberties that have the ability to shake you to your core.
re-reading the words---all i can say is that these words don't fully convey the extent of the foundation shaking. this could be a good thing:-)
when i was younger, i would accompany my mother to the sets and watch the many people that create the fantasy we see on the small and big screens. there was something that struck me then that seems relevant now:
when the scene is set and the props arranged just so, as soon as the scene has been shot to satisfaction, other people rush out and move it all around. they take away some props and add others. i remember being in awe, considering how real it all felt at one point.
such is the case, it seems to me, in real life. sometimes, without the benefit of hearing it's a wrap, great job! and that bell like sound; the props (people and things) get re-arranged.
i find it unsettling.
i find it exceedingly difficult to function when i feel unsettled.
i deeply resent people deciding that i am "strong" enough to handle any old thing. especially, when my strength is a substitute for courage, accountability, integrity, strength of character, and responsibility to truthfully communicate; on their part.
as i am learning to manage my temper, i am conscious of the need to be angry and quiet until i have a firm handle on my emotions. i have also noticed that some people seem to really believe that black women are built for trauma, disappointment, and heavy burdens. i wholeheartedly reject this and will to the very end!
having said that...and it feels so good to get it out...now let me say this...
i am fully committed to loving fully, giving freely, living well and moving forward... powerfully!
self love~self acceptance~self respect