The weight of the world is real. You can’t smile all the time, or be happy for everyone. Sometimes you just want someone to be happy for you like you are for them. EQUAL. That doesn’t exist. I want the same recognition as the blonde sitting next to me. . . That doesn’t exist.. In the eyes of society, I am black first, a woman second, a black woman with natural hair third, and last but not least, I am Venita Aspen.
I can write for years how hard it is to be black in America but we will take baby steps. I’ll give you time to understand, something they won’t do for me.
It’s hard. You constantly feel defeated. You want people to understand that you don’t see race first but the majority of society does, so you do too. Then when you try not to see it, they say you are disowning your race. I hate having to constantly explain myself. Always feeling that if I write more post similar to this one I will lose my credibility. YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND. I shouldn’t be afraid to speak my mind or voice my opinion but society will deem me an “angry black woman who don’t need no man” if I do…… I will no longer be quiet
Venita Aspen, the girl who is always smiling.
The way society sees me isn’t pretty, so why do I constantly have to be? It ain’t always got to be pretty to be “G O O D”. . . . . . . Welcome to the world Venita Aspen, it’s so nice of you to finally join us.
Until Next Time