This is the year 2016. Okay, I know, I am stating the obvious (trust me I am going to make a point here). As this year winds down I keep thinking of how far I have come. I also keep comparing myself to where I was a decade ago. For those who do not know, I turned twenty-four years old this August. Therefore, in the year 2006, I was about fourteen years old, and I was just starting high school.
I said that I was unfairly deemed a loser because what people did not understand was that I was in a lot of pain and my awkwardness was just a way for me to get through the day… one day at a time. When I headed into high school I told myself that I wanted to be PERFECT.
Possessing: PERFECT grades, PERFECT skin, PERFECT hair, PERFECT clothes, PERFECT relationships, and the PERFECT image was the standard … NOT an aspiration. Now, I will admit that I excelled in high school because I took my studies seriously. However, I developed a
dangerous need for validation that I was more than enough … which led me to feel like I had to
lose my amazing African curves and become a stick-figure and made me feel that I had to
relax the strength out of my hair. Lastly, I was
ALWAYS comparing myself to white or
white-passing people. Back in my day there was no
Lupita Nyong'o,
Leslie Jones, or
#BlackGirlMagic. Back then, white was right, and black was whack even though we through then that we lived in a post-racial society
(even though we know that was never true). I think you guys pretty much get the point… I was a black girl who had not yet tapped into her
#BlackExcellence and most of all did not realize that God loved her … and she was a
Daughter of Zion.
Let’s jump to the present, 2016. I am only twenty-four years old yet I have: travelled to every continent, graduated from law school, pursuing my LLM, writer for
Detroit Fashion News, a blogger, finished from Michigan State University in three years, have amazing friends (
no bully friends here lol), forgave those who have hurt me, love my family, stood strong, confident, and have spoken my mind about social issues, and etc. lol. Most of all, I love how my relationship with
God has just GROWN. In the year 2014,
my walk with God went from routine to being real, I had to
ACTUALLY trust him and he never failed me.
I know that I still have A LOT of growing to do, but I love the woman I am today. Honestly, I never thought that I would be this woman…ever. I am gorgeous, confident, honest, real, and full of #BlackGirlMagic. This woman embraces her culture and is
unapologetically black (
RIP Ali)
no matter what the racists say. This woman is ME… a
strong black woman... and I am not dreaming... to God be the glory!