this story was inspired by the contrversy that was caused by SleepEasy in one of her stories. personally i loved it and think she is a wonderful writer. the reactions to that story had me thinking and this collection is a result. I make no promise about update because at the moment there are issues going on in my life and i will update when i can. the first two reflections are based on my thoughts. I knonw not everyone relate to my story but i do want to address things from the point of view of others. so if you have a suggestion please leave it in comments or pm if you want and i will try to address them.
this will be short reflections depending on my mood.
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Oreo. Wanna-be. Traitor.
All names I have been called at one time or another. Of course, these are some of the nice names. The reason for the names? It is really simple actually. I do not fit the narrow scope of what being an African American woman supposedly means. I do not act "ratchet" or "ghetto." (Which is not a bad thing in itself there is just a time and a place for everything.) I usually use proper English and grammar and have been told by almost everyone that I sound like a white girl. I personally think I sound like I have some common sense but it is whatever. I listen to all kinds of music I just prefer not to be cursed out or told all I am good for is sex. Sorry if that offends anyone but I am not sorry about the way I feel.
Do not get me started on men and dating. For all the men out there just because I choose to not only date black men does not mean I have an identity crisis. All it means is that I am open to dating anyone I feel with a connection to. Second, just because I date outside my race does not mean I am not attracted Black men. Definitely not true, that would be like saying just because I like chicken means I do not like steak and vice versa. Variety is the spice of life and I am not going to miss enjoy it because it upsets other people. If I lived like that, let us just say life would be really boring and depressed.
It took me years to come to terms with the fact that I do not society's expectations and to be okay with that. In all honest it was not until I met my best friends. But now that I have accepted who I am, I refuse to allow anyone to make me feel bad about it. So for the people who think they have the right to tell me how to live my life. I have two words for you.
This Oreo is proud of who she is and nothing is going to changes that.