Racism
This is probably the last bit of discourse I'm dealing with today because I genuinely want to get back to editing, writing, and all the positive things that brought us here in the first place.
But I do want to say this.
To the white people in my comments and inbox saying that the person who sent that ask was completely out of line, thank you. Seriously. We know not all of y'all are like that. I've had some amazing conversations with white mutuals and readers who have shown me nothing but kindness and support.
But let me say something else.
Being an ally goes far beyond simply saying you are one.
As a white person in America, there are advantages that will always exist for you that Black people simply don't have access to. That doesn't mean your life is easy. It doesn't mean you haven't struggled. It doesn't mean your pain isn't real. But privilege and struggle can exist at the same time.
And honestly, I cried while writing this because I don't think people understand how exhausting it can be sometimes.
Not to make this a Pride Month post, but since it is Pride Month, the same principle applies there too. Being straight in America comes with advantages that queer people simply don't have. Especially when we're talking about the difference between being a straight white man and being a Black queer woman. Those experiences are not the same, and pretending they are doesn't help anybody.
Being an ally means more than saying, "I support you." It means listening when people talk about experiences you've never had. It means standing up for people even when the issue doesn't personally affect you. It means understanding that equality doesn't mean centering yourself in every conversation.
And I say this as someone who's both Jamaican and African American.
Growing up in Jamaica, I experienced colorism far more than racism. I'm dark-skinned, and I know firsthand how differently dark-skinned women can be treated compared to lighter-skinned women. Sometimes the comments come from our own people, and honestly, that's heartbreaking to me.
I never truly understood the reality of systemic racism in America until I actually came to the United States. Seeing it up close was eye-opening. And my heart especially goes out to young Black girls growing up in predominantly white spaces because I understand how difficult it can be to learn to love yourself when everything around you tells you that you should be quieter, smaller, or less proud of who you are.
I wish we were further along than this.
Because whether it's racism, colorism, texturism, or featurism, sometimes the people hurting us are people who look like us, and that hurts in a way I don't even know how to explain.
And that's why representation matters to me.
Not because I hate anybody.
Not because I want anyone excluded.
But because I know what it feels like to spend years learning to love yourself.
I know what it feels like to finally become comfortable being loud and proud about who you are.
And after spending years getting to that point, I'm not interested in shrinking myself anymore.
I'm not interested in making myself smaller.
I'm not interested in whispering that I'm Black.
I'm not interested in pretending "everybody" means "white by default."
I'm proud of being Black.
I'm proud of being a dark-skinned woman.
I'm proud of my hair.
I'm proud of my culture.
I'm proud of where I come from.
And I want every little Black girl, whether she's in Jamaica, America, Africa, Europe, or anywhere else in the world, to know that she deserves to be loud, beautiful, loved, and represented too.
And honestly, something I've been learning lately is that healing doesn't mean becoming invisible.
For so long, a lot of us have been taught to soften ourselves, make ourselves easier to digest, and make sure everybody else feels comfortable before we allow ourselves to simply exist.
But there comes a point where you realize that loving yourself isn't something you should have to apologize for.
And that's what some people don't understand. Representation isn't about taking something away from somebody else. It isn't about exclusion. It isn't about hatred. It's about looking at yourself and finally saying, "I deserve to see myself too."
Because little Black girls deserve to grow up without wondering if they're pretty enough, dark enough, light enough, feminine enough, or "acceptable" enough.
They deserve to see women who look like them being loved, celebrated, and centered without explanation.
And maybe that's why this whole thing touched such a nerve for me. Because this conversation has never just been about fanfiction. It has never just been about Tumblr.
It's about years and years of learning to love yourself in a world that doesn't always make that easy. It's about finally reaching a place where you're proud of who you are and refusing to shrink back into silence because somebody else suddenly feels uncomfortable.
I spent too long learning how to love myself to start making myself smaller again, and I know I'm not the only Black girl who feels that way.
But I hope that the generation of us who feel that way will be the last.
And another thing that people don't talk about enough is how white has been treated as the default in media for so long that a lot of people don't even notice it anymore.
Entire books, movies, TV shows, fanfics, and advertisements are centered around whiteness and nobody questions it because they're used to seeing themselves reflected everywhere. That's exactly why I don't feel guilty for intentionally centering Black people.
Representation doesn't become wrong just because Black people are the ones being represented.
And honestly, I think about the next generation a lot. I think about little Black girls growing up right now.
I hope they don't spend years wishing their skin was lighter, wishing their hair was straighter, or feeling like they have to shrink themselves to be accepted. I hope they grow up seeing Black women loved, desired, celebrated, and centered without feeling like they have to apologize for it.
I hope they're louder and prouder than we were taught to be.
And let's stop acting like Blackness itself is political. My skin isn't political.
My hair isn't political. My culture isn't political. Existing as a Black woman and writing from that perspective should not be treated like some controversial statement.
I'm not making a political declaration by loving myself. I'm simply existing.
One of the most beautiful things I've experienced is learning to love the parts of myself that I was taught to minimize.
Learning more about AAVE, embracing natural hairstyles, understanding the history behind certain traditions, reconnecting with culture, and becoming proud of things I once felt insecure about made me feel closer to myself.
It made me feel whole. It made me feel proud. And I refuse to apologize for that.
And honestly, my stories were never meant to be protests. They're love letters. Love letters to the little Black girl I used to be. Love letters to the Black girls growing up right now.
Love letters to every Black woman who spent years feeling like she had to settle for being an afterthought. If even one person reads something I write and feels beautiful, feels seen, or feels proud of who she is, then I've done exactly what I set out to do.
And nobody is going to make me feel guilty for that.
The little girl who wanted straighter hair deserved love.
The girl who wished her skin was lighter deserved love.
The girl who wondered if she'd be prettier with different features deserved love.
And the woman you've become deserves love too.
Anyway, that's all I have to say on that.
Now I'm going back to editing and writing because that's what I came here for. š¤
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