“Happy, Kwanzaa!” says a well meaning Susan, the cashier, as I leave the store. Why do they always do this? I can feel my cheeks burn, (thank GOD I’m Black) and I shuffle out the door. Just slow enough that she doesn’t think I’m running from this awkwardness and the ever present worry of being …
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As a Black child one of the most shocking and informative moments of my life was noticing the difference between the way I treated the adults in my life and many of my friends at school. A white friend had told me that she only respected adults who had earned her trust. I was confused, …
When I was a child I had a set of quirks. I couldn’t knock on doors, use the phone or meet important people without heavy breathing, much foot dragging, and sweating. I also couldn’t enter crowded rooms, talk to people, or stop counting to 5. And, many many more random things. My family and friends …
I’ve decided to write a series of posts on Black families. It’s a topic that’s on the forefront of my mind, and yet hasn’t been explored on Obsidian yet. I want to dispel some myths around Black families and also highlight the issues that they have and why. So this is part 1, and a …
For the record, there will be spoilers. If you haven’t seen Black Panther, stop doing what you’re doing right now, buy tickets, and go see it. One theme that came up often throughout the movie was the idea/ question on the importance of family and how your parents shape you. To me it breaks down …
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