The reason I wrote the previous post was in hopes that it may reach anyone else that is in a similar positions as myself. Going through break-ups from romantic relationships or even friendships can be hard enough to get through alone, and it’s nice to know that you are not alone. Being that this is my first real heart break, I didn’t know whether to feel stupid, sad, alone, angry, hurt or all of the above. Feeling like you are the only one going through despite what everyone tells you is a terrible feeling to have. So I write this for anyone who has any of those feelings I described to you earlier. I have a vision and a dream that this blog will become a place for black girls and women first and foremost, to come and gain knowledge and wisdom that the women in my life are passing down to me. Throughout the last six months I don’t think anyone has helped me more than my mother, my sister, and my best friends from home and at school. They are all strong black women who I am blessed to have in my life, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I am a very stubborn person, and these lovely ladies have observed the situations and let me make my own graceless mistakes, but they have wrapped me in their love and surrounded me with the love of ten thousand villages. They have kept me strong through it all, and quite grounded. No one deserves to feel alone in any situation, so this one’s for the little black girls inside all of us black women.
I hope you all enjoyed this.