Being proud to be an African American is not a stab at other races but rather an acknowledgement of the love I have for myself. It is no secret that if minorities don’t show love for themselves they will receive none from society. That is just how the world works, and yea it sucks, but I am not here to change the ways of the majority. I can only change how I see myself and hope that others take my existence as an opportunity to dissolve some of their ignorance.
Being proud to be an African American woman is not a stab at other races or men but rather an acknowledgement of the love I have for myself. I can not help but be burdened by the misfortunes and disrespect of black women in America. I am not mad, I am motivated. I could careless about what you think I should be like. I will not ignore who I am just to have a seat at the table. I will not set aside any part of my identity to fulfill some obscure desire to blend in.