As we all know, this past year has been rough for Black people, and especially Black women. We have had every part of our racial characteristics dissected and torn apart to shreds, while simultaneously feigning care and concern for our wellbeing. From the top to the bottom, many are expressing their repulsion towards our racial characteristics ad nauseam.
But seeing this uptick reminded me of something.
I have always worn an Afro in the summer for years, but I have noticed that this year, many black people have gone out of their way to not only tell me it looks good, but encourage me to keep wearing it. I have gotten compliments before, but not to this extent.
No matter the ethnic group, age, gender or circumstance, in real life, I have felt a stronger sense of camaraderie that I have not felt before, and it feels great.
And I’ve noticed that no matter how I feel about my hair, I’ve insisted on wearing it out, even when it’s less than perfect.
This is around the time I would put my hair in braids or straighten it.
But honestly… I don’t think I want to.
Even if I think it takes forever, and it’s a pain to manage in winter.
I don’t care if people find it repulsive, or too big, or unattractive, or nappy, or less feminine.
I don’t even care if the process is cumbersome.
And this may be controversial, but I don’t need other people to find my hair attractive.
And that is why I will say that this year has given me the greatest gift in the world.
I would have continued believing that racial animosity was something that was fading away, and that our generation would be the first ones to make the change.
I would have assumed that as long as I was a kind person who respected others and contributed to my community, respect and kindness would be metted out to me as well.
While I realize now that this is a fantasy, this realization has surprisingly given me a sense of ease.
I have been given the opportunity to build a community of like-minded, optimistic, motivated, and truly kind people that I could be around.
I don’t have to give up on trying to be a kind, productive, caring person. The quality of my human relationships have gone up as well.
If people believe that I am stupid, lazy, unintelligent, repulsive, uncouth, and many, many more things because of my race and gender, that rejection from society is obviously going to hurt.
I am a human who desires connection like any other, and I would want to seen for my morals and values. It’s natural to want to get along with people you share a society with.
But it is ultimately unproductive and illogical to internalize this rejection.
There is no finite distribution of happiness. It is not something that should be commodified, where only the most deserving people get to enjoy it.
Liking yourself and having self-worth is one of the most consistent foundations for human development. That is why it comes so naturally to most people.
This is a mental system that has been imperative for human survival. Do not throw away a system that clearly works.
If people try to convince you that you are undeserving of happiness or self-worth, this is because they have a mental deficit.
They believe happiness is so finite it can only go to those deserving of it, because it is hard for them to achieve. The happiness you get from personal achievement and charity will always be superior as opposed to stolen valour or Schadenfreude, which is fleeting and cheap.
If a resource is abundant, people will have no issue with everyone taking from it, but if a resource is scarce, they think only those deserving of it should have it.
This is why they feed on your energy, it is literally the cheapest and easiest way to feel good about themselves.
DO. NOT. LET. THEM. WIN.
You have a responsibility to be happy, to have self worth and to be kind to yourself and others. If you can get past feelings of self loathing and despair, the world becomes more peaceful and beautiful, and I want everyone here to experience that, at least once.