I haven’t written anything in a while. I always felt writing out my life and sharing it to the public should be a free experience for y’all, but only if it feels like a free experience for me as well. Other people didn’t see it that way and one bad apple always spoils the bunch. So, I stopped writing to avoid offending others from reading about my experiences. However, I realized my experiences are just that, MINE. I want people to comment, critique, and agree or disagree with what I do, simply because that’s what makes us all different; I am in love with being different but also I am in love with the understand of what or who is for me, is going to be for me.
I’ll tell you what the internet does: it turns everything occurring into something bigger than what it was or is. That means, we always have a larger than life understanding of something that is probably very small. This works for selling things in corporations and businesses but not for the social structure of our personal society. The internet gave so many people a way to spew hate and negativity all while covering it up with multiple identities. The internet in and of itself, gave people the ability to replicate Dissociative Identity Disorder.
Back in the days loyalty mattered, if you were shady and someone heard you say something, word of mouth was reputable. Now, everyone is so focused on an image that loyalty doesn’t matter and word of mouth has become everyone’s opinion turned fact through the grapevine and google.
With my “growing” career, I’ve noticed these changes. See, before television I had about six friends to count on, 4K followers on instagram, no twitter, and my Facebook was deactivated for majority of every year. Now I have over 100k followers, an active twitter, a Facebook fan page and only about three friends to count on. The “growing popularity” brings people who love you, but with that comes those who will definitely hate you as well.
I showcased being a dietary vegan so other people could understand what it is to choose a vegan diet. I got attacked for cooking my man the food he likes to eat in the process, as if he should starve because of my diet choice. Instead of commending me to live any aspect of a vegan lifestyle, you get bombarded as to reasons you are not authentic which FYI does not make you even want to sit with some vegans let alone eat a meal with them.
I showcased my weight-loss, a very personal accolade for me, not only on social media but, on national television and some managed to link it to surgery. It’s a huge compliment to believe I did the work doctors can do organically, but it’s also disappointing that people can’t see real results. I’ve even had a nasty PDF file sent to those around me regarding my weight loss and how I went to get it done, thanks for that boo.
I showcased my natural hair and was told it was nappy, unruly and ugly by some of the same people who hashtag #blacklivesmatter. Then I realized black lives might only matter to them if they see a person whose skin color is closer to a shade of black, either in a painful light or in a socially accepted beautiful light.
I showcased my relationship which just happened to be an interracial one and not only got chastised for being a “sister” dating a white man, but also cyber harassed from people spewing racial lies to try to ruin not only our personal relationship but our business relationships as well.
You’d think other people would be happy you can keep up with a positive lifestyle, implementing some ideas to others without forcing them into it, but people only see what you don’t do. So my first post in a long time is geared up to let all my ladies (and men) reading this know: Keep Going. Keep trying to be vegan or healthy, keep working on your body, keep dating outside of your race, keep being positive. As many people that hate you for it, there will be a thousand more that will love and support you for it. Don’t focus on those that don’t support your beliefs and ideas, most of them don’t think like you anyway. Never give up on you because, you’re really all life is about.