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Today has been a day. I, like many, was crushed after hearing of the death of Chadwick Boseman late last night. I was exhausted from the week and had fallen asleep. My husband woke me to briefly inform me of his death. I was immediately angered. Perhaps it was because of the fog that ensues when one is woken up unexpectedly, but it ignited something inside of me. It wasn’t until I woke to use the restroom several hours later that the gravity of it hit me and I wept. It seems like 2020 has been so extremely unfair.
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I am opinionated. I know this. I am Black. I also know this. Navigating the world with all of my intersections can be challenging at times. I have found that to exist harmoniously on the internet, namely social media sites, I had to create some boundaries that manifested in the form of rules for myself to follow. One of these rules is that I have the right to post whatever I want on my page, but I am not to engage in discourse on anyone else’s posts. I have a long history of people going out of their way to be rude, loud and even downright abusive to me and usually it is when I have broken that rule and engaged on someone else’s page.
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