As I step out of the shadow of my ancestors who were taunted for their hair texture, I smile at the hatred of those that mock a generation of African Queens. Constantly called names that put down their beauty, did they not see the crown on their heads. Let me introduce myself I’m Afro-Nique, given the birth name of Sabrina to kill the stereotype of those who were named Shaquanda and Lawanda, you will be surprised how far a “GOOD” name will get you. I wear the scars of those that paved the way for my nose, my lips, my hips, for they are attached to my heritage, deeply woven by nooses that are now loosened, to chains that have been broken, to set me free. You think you know me but the pain is skin deep. I hold no grudges I rise above all that was meant to keep me down. I’m Afro-nique, not born to banded, branded, or disenchanted, but born to be ME!!
The most important part of this blog is in the quotation marks, “Stop Selling Yourself Short.” Some of us do this all the time because we don’t want to step on anyone’s toes; you work hard to get a new job, and make more money but you turn it down because someone is in their feelings over a blessing that God gave you. Stop letting people determine your happiness, stop letting people back you into a corner, stop letting people make you feel that you’re not good enough. The most part of this blog is in the quotation marks, “Stop Selling Yourself Short.”
When I hear the term “Jump In” I think of water, and then the stereotype pops in my head that black people cant swim, how cliche. Truth be told I can’t swim but it’s not because I’m black it’s because I never allowed myself to learn how to swim, which brings my topic into play. I could have gotten swimming lessons but I was too proud and let pride get in the way; what forty year old have you seen in the kiddies pool? The brain is a powerful weapon if not careful you will destroy your own hopes and dreams. My pride allowed me to overthink the situation before I even had the chance to experience it, it’s time to rid yourself of negativity. Some of you are contemplating something that could be life changing but you’re afraid of jumping in, afraid of failure. I’m here to tell you that your biggest opprunity is on the other side of fear!! Don’t let age, health, or finances stop you from doing something that you have always had in your heart to do, you are doing a disservice to yourself if you allow your thoughts to doubt your new beginning before you even start. You can do it, it can be done. If I want to swim I am going to do it, if I want to go back to college I am going to do it, if I want to pursue another career I am going to do it. Jump in knowing that you control your destiny and there is always room for growth
For those who own a bike you know the only way you can get your bike to stand is by using a “kickstand” the purpose of the stand is to hold the bike upright to prevent it from falling. I will use that term metaphorically in my short blog because it makes the most sense when I discuss standing relationships. If you’ve never had problems in your relationship this blog is not for you, but if you have read on. Some of you are in desperate need of a “kickstand” relationship; someone to hold you up and be there when the chips are down, someone to share the finances when you’re struggling to stay afloat, someone to lean on, so you don’t fall. Everyone needs a “kickstand” a good sturdy one that will hold the weight of their relationship and keep it from falling to pieces.
They say you’re damamged goods, no good to no one else. They say you’re worthless, no value at all. They say you’re tarnished, your luster is gone.
They’ve torn you down and made you feel life is not worth living. You decide to take your life, suicide is an easy way out, no one will miss you, you say. Who wants to be worthless, who wants to be tarnished, who wants to be damaged goods. You’re better off dead, you say.
Worthless but still living, tarnished but still living, damaged but still living.
Don’t do it, don’t take your life, you were born to live! We all face trials, we all face obstacles, we are all valuable, we can be restored.
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It’s a cold world out there, people are no longer looking out for others only themselves. What happened to sharing, shucks what happened to caring. People robbing folks, killing folks, and going home afterwards falling asleep like they committed no crime. My grandfather always said “a person that can kill a man and fall asleep soundly was a dangerous man.” I don’t bother to turn on the news it’s too depressing. I remember growing up I always wanted to be a broadcaster, I even got my Associates in Journalism but I never followed through with it as a career because I felt that reporters had no sympathy. Anyway they could get a story they would get it, even it meant knocking on your door at wee hours of the morning or following you everywhere you go. With so much going on in the world, you feel like you’re in prison afraid to leave the house because you may not make it back. Where are we safe? In the church? that proved to not be the case with Dylan Roof who killed those innocent victims in Charleston, maybe a restaurant? not the case in that Luby’s shooting that took place in 1991 in Killeen Texas, how about the school? no not with helpless children losing their lives in the Columbine Shooting that took place in 1999. You can’t even go to a movies…. Home invasions are on the rise! This is a cold world where are we safe??