I think I’ve officially lost my edge…if it’s not gone totally it is fading fast. Like those last few holiday pounds that drop off as Winter fades. I’m actually becoming…ahem…a “nice” person. Yesterday, I was told that I had changed, that I was such a nice person now. Now it wasn’t that I was mean before, I didn’t kick small animals or push old ladies down stairs but I was a person known for “not taking anyone’s crap”. I would do nice things…but I wasn’t a “nice” person. Ouch!
I thought I was just direct and “fully expressed”. You knew what I wanted, when I wanted it, how I thought it SHOULD be done, what I thought you did that could’ve been done better i.e. the way I would do it and around my house if I was unhappy…look out. Even the dogs would scurry if I was in a state. My fiance would joke…”Uh Oh Mommy’s coming get out of the way”. But it wasn’t funny. Finally, everyone did get out of my way…for good. Everyone knew they couldn’t run over me, they knew they couldn’t subjugate me, that I wasn’t going to be taken for a ride…but they also were afraid of me. Who trusts being close to a ticking time bomb?
While everyone is worried about the images of Black Women as s*xual objects, I’m more worried about the images of us as these sour puss, angry, snap on you in a minute kind of beings with no patience or understanding, wholly intolerable and unpleasant to be around. If Madea is in jail, let her stay there.
True strength, like true beauty is found on the inside. When you’re really strong you don’t have to worried about being “taken” for anything…except maybe being a truly “nice” person.
I'm happy for you- finding happiness in accepting things and people the way they are. Just let God change them, and you, and ME, instead of worrying over minor details. As for people taking your kindnes for weakness- well that's their issue. Let your inner beauty continue to shine, and God will handle the haters.Peace and love, sista
Wednesday, April 8th 2009 at 7:52PM
Robin Price
