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Thoughts of an Alternative Black Chick

Random Thought: Why do those who are suppose to be family feel that they can say and do whatever they like to you?

Without there being consequences?
Without any repercussions?
Without a care?

When times get hard, they are suppose to be your network, shelter, and confidants. Right?
At least that is what the movies and stories previously told have always said.

I suppose that is all in theory.

Especially if you have really never felt that way around or towards them.

After awhile it becomes easy to not bother caring. Until one by one each relative ends up as a distant memory that you forget.

I guess that is one way to forgive.

When time apart, away from ‘important’ events like birthdays, graduations, holidays, and weddings finally settle.

You say to yourself, “Why should I?”
Bother. Care. Regret. Try.

Your heart feels heavy for a beat. And then it is back to normal again.

Once you have gain clarity and peace from your mind. Both reminding you of what you almost forgot amidst the ‘drama’.

Saving someone from themselves is not something that you can do.

You are not even suppose to.

You do not have to.
Be there. Go there. Stay there.
So you calmly walk away..

The opinions and ‘concerns’ of those who remain does not define you.

When and if asked about it you can even be rude and say, “Your half formed opinions and weak concerns can be sent via your tongue to the crack of my ass.”

Along with all the other shit that they try to bring your way.

The moral message in this is: A long life is not promised to any of us. Do not waste a moment of yours on folks who do not value it.

Even if they are suppose to be family.

ESPECIALLY if they are suppose to be your family.

 

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Music has always been a part of me. No matter how many times I would try to pursue a career in something else I would find myself coming right back to it. So now I am done with running scared. I was all in on this journey. And I'm so glad that I saw it through, because it lead me to something that I love. Something that I didn't think was possible - the ability to become a self published author. For years I have written poems, my thoughts, short stories, and songs. Really it was just therapy to me, but now I want to see where else it can take me too. So I'm learning the social media ropes thanks to all these social media outlets. Also working up my nerve to face the networking scene for the artists and musicians in my hometown too. All with the hopes of connect with others who love music as much as I do. And to make some coin by music and write freelancing. Let's see what happens, shall we?

2 thoughts on “Thoughts of an Alternative Black Chick

  1. It’s so hard to watch a chasm develop between ourselves and another … especially family members. I believe this sad reality is because relationships get stuck in the past … who we have been and no longer about who we are. One or both parties have stopped stopped looking and being curious about what is possible now. Hang in there. Letting go of relationships that no longer serve you makes room for new ones to develop.

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    1. Thank you. And I do feel that that is the case. This open letter of sorts was brought about by those who (imo) fail to see that I am not who I was coming up. I no longer am just a quiet bookworm that eats my feelings. And they are uncomfortable with that. Sigh.

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