7th Heaven.

When the Royal Museum for Central Africa reopens, it intends to finally confront a sordid part of Belgium’s history — the exploitation led by King Leopold II which killed millions in Congo.

Where ‘Human Zoos’ Once Stood, A Belgian Museum Now Faces Its Colonial Past

this is sooooo fucked up. i’m livid

I’m tired of the stereotypes Black girls are “Loud” “Angry” “Violent” “Too dark” “Ugly” “Not desirable” “Inferior”

I’m tired of the hair hate “Nappy” “Crunchy” “Dry” “Short” “Afro” “Natural” “Braids” “Weaves” “Wannabe white”

I’m tired of the skin hate “#TeamLightSkin” “#TeamDarkSkin” Like we’re on opposing teams…

I’m tired of the hate for liking out of race “Black guys”(Who sometimes don’t even want us) “White guys” “Asian guys” “Hispanic guys” ANY GUY And forever wondering if said guy will even like us back

I’m tired of being told I can’t be “Nerdy” “Quiet” “Shy” “ A geek” “A nerdy” “A gamer” “Good at school” “A princess” “Or a Queen”

Or can’t have “A stable family” “Good grades” “Drama free love life” “Normalcy of any sort”

Or I can’t like “Comic books” “Reading” “Video games” “Indie music” “Pop music” “Rock music” Anything other than Rap/R&B I’m tired of the names and things said “Oreo” “Sassy” “Fake” “Uppity” “Ghetto” “White girl in a black girls body” “I don’t date black girls” “You’re pretty for a black girl” “You talk/act white” “You’re not like the rest” “I like chocolate” “You’re my Nubian princess” (Like we are food or a prize to be won)

I’m so tired …. Of constantly trying to prove myself ….. Always explaining myself ….. Trying to keep my voice down ….. Being too dark …… Or too light …… Steering away from stereotypes ….. Being treated like less than ….. “No I don’t have kids” “Nit currently or planning to be pregnant” ….. “No you cannot touch my hair” ….. Yes I live with both my mom and dad …… “Nubian princess” ….. Keeping my hands to myself in a store so I don’t get accused of stealing …… Social media and News representation …… Being a fetish …… Being wary of cops when I’ve done nothing wrong …… Knuckling under …… Black on black hate ……. EVERY THING ELSE

I’m so tired of fighting

My skin color and hair does not, has not, and will not ever represent me. I am in touch with my black and Haitian roots but none of it defines me unless I say it does. No matter I do or say people will still see me that way. I’m so tired of people not even seeing who I am but what they perceive me to be solely based on my skin.