Simply Receive!

Tell me why black woman hate on each other. Do they not know the struggles our ancestors had to face because of their color? They didn’t fight against each other, they worked with each other, and they protected each other. So question is why we segregate each other.  Then we complain how the other races always look down on us. We do that by ourselves without the help of anyone else. Now days you can’t even give a black woman a compliment without them thinking malicious thoughts behind it.  Why do you feel like everyone that is nice to you has an ulterior motive behind being nice? Why the insecurities, why the walls built up? I am just like you! I’ve gone through struggles, (still are at this very moment) I’ve lost people in my life that I loved dearly (that’s why you should appreciate life). I know the struggles of being a black woman. Shoot, I know the struggles of being a single black mother. However, that doesn’t make me bitter against the next black woman. Not everyone is out to get you and the sooner you realize that, the sooner you will be happy with who you are as a person. I don’t want to hear any excuses about how the reason you are this way is because you’ve been hated on and you feel you now need to be the hater. That makes absolutely no sense what so ever. Huh, and you wonder why black men always call us so bitter. Think about it! This post is not to bash black woman (my mother was a black woman who I loved dearly) this post is simply me saying receive what I’m saying and if applies to you as a black woman then stop being so bitter. As always I will give you a few examples to prove my theory on the hate black woman have for each other. (I’ve been subjected to the hate on numerous occasions)

Yesterday, while at work I was fixing a display and one of my coworkers came over and stated how she doesn’t understand why black woman are so hateful toward each other.  Of course I’m lost at why she came over and made this statement especially because she never spoke to me before. I asked her why she felt the way and she said that she was a grown woman (my mother’s age) and she didn’t tolerate disrespect from young woman. I just listened because I felt something in my spirit that told me not to interrupt but simply receive what she had to share with me. She said she had spoken to two other coworkers before coming over to my section. She said they didn’t open there mouths to speak back to her. (Yes, they were two younger black females) She explained to me that she could feel the discernment in their spirit and she left it alone. She was still quite annoyed with them but I told her not to let it get to her. Not everyone will understand you or accept your spiritual guidance (the agape love you have for others) She told me that she had seven sons and no daughters. I told her God does everything for a reason and she agreed that it wasn’t meant for her to have daughters. We ended the conversation with me telling her that I was a blogger and that she gave me the next post for my blog. I asked her what she would name this post if she could and she told me “Simply Receive” and I understood her reasoning for it. I still get the chills as I write this post because there was spiritual connection and we had both felt it. All I could do after we separated was call on Jesus and thank him for the people that cross my path. You may not understand it but until you allow God to use you for his good, then you just won’t get it. Okay I know I got off topic a little but when God leads you then allow him to do just that.

I do have to say that this younger generation needs a true reality check and I blame the woman who are in there lives who allow them to be this way. It’s not okay to raise your daughter to feel like she is better than anyone. What I mean by this is simply that you can you raise your child to know that she is beautiful and that she can be whatever she wants to be. Not that she is prettier than the next little black girl because she doesn’t have what she does. That is where the misconceptions take place. Why do black woman feel like it’s okay that their daughters tease other girls because they maybe darker, have shorter hair or not have name brand clothing. That doesn’t define you as a black woman. What it does is it defines you as a statistic. (Black woman who live beyond their means) The world already doesn’t give the respect we deserve. Yet, you feel that you have live the lifestyle you can’t afford and you pass it on to your daughter. These are the young women who are twerking on YouTube, putting seductive pictures on facebook and sexting pictures to little boys. It’s a shame but it’s also the truth. I’m raising my daughter to love herself and not to ever allow someone to change who she is. She doesn’t have to fit with the crowd. Who says that they crow that these little young ladies want to be a part of is good. Its reality and we as black woman need to do better. You lead by example and if your example is that you’re a bitter woman then your daughter will follow in those steps.
I’ll give you one good example of the hate I received because of who I am as a black woman.
My best has friends who either has been around for a long time or they have been around a shorter amount of time that I’ve known her. My relationship with my best friend is truly God sent and I am not exaggerating this at all. Anyone who knows her and I will tell that we are just like sisters. Back to her friends that I’ve encountered…smh I shake my head because I notice that her friends aren't really fond of me. They aren't because of the relationship that I have with her and her family. There have been times when we had gatherings and I cooked and she asked her friends to cook to. I really could care less that does what as long as we have a good time. We met at my bf’s house and everyone there and then comments are said like “you don’t say that when I cook and bring over my food”. I’m not really going all into what brought that comment on but its common sense to see that it was jealousy. Why I don’t know and honestly I don’t care. Woman need to understand why get jealous over someone else relationship. Our relationships are totally different and there’s no comparison to it. I went back to NY and folk were here happy about it. They were happy because they could have my sister all to themselves. When I came back everyone was not excited about it and made comments like “oh your bf is coming back, I guess we won’t spend any time together”. Again, what do I coming back to Georgia have to do with your relationship with my friend? I guess my point in saying this was that I honestly feel like if you shouldn’t worry about the next person relationship. This wasn’t about how much money we both have it was simply jealousy (still is) about time spent with our friend.
This is just one of the subjects that can go on forever and I can’t
Write as much as I want because then you’ll stop reading…lol maybe not.  I just hate that black woman look at each other with such hate like we did something to each other.

Wait I have a great example that happen to me while at work.
It was a really big sale day and I was helping this customer and one of my coworkers who spoke Spanish came over to me. It was hard for me to understand what she was saying because she didn’t speak English that well. I kept asking her what she wanted and she kept pointing and saying that it wasn’t her job to do gifts and that she couldn’t help. I let it alone and continued to do what it was I was doing. So, I had to go to the back to pick up a bag for a customer and I walked past this black woman who looked pissed off. I got to the inventory room and a couple of my coworkers were looking for items too. I asked my supervisor to help me and I told him that I would help him with his. He helped me located the package and I told him that I would check the other stock room to see if the items where in there. I didn’t look at the name on the receipt I just took it and walked out to give the other customer her bag. However, before I could get to the customer the black lady stood in front of me and told me straight in my face that I didn’t want to help her but that I could help the Caucasian woman. I was in disbelief and asked her why she had said that to me. She told me that she was the one that sent the Spanish coworker over to me to help her. She told me that I had looked right at her and simply ignored her. I was apologetic and told her that I did not intentionally ignore her and asked if I could help her. She told me that someone was helping her and they were taking a long time. I asked her for her name and she gave it to me. I looked down at the receipt and noticed that I had hers in my hand. I told her I would be right back and as I walked away I prayed and asked God to give me strength (I felt like I was being tested) to deal with her negative spirit. I found her items and took a deep breath before going back out. I came to her with a smile and told her that I was sorry that we had a miscommunication and that I love what I do and if I knew she needed my help that I would’ve helped her. She heard the sincerity in my voice and she then apologize to me and thanked me for her items. Point to this is do not be so quick to judge because had she just walked over to me and asked for my help she would’ve gotten it.  I still helped her with a smile and all. I even gave her a compliment on her Michael Kors handbag she was carrying. She smiled and said thank you and told me to have a great day.

POW!! I could’ve handled that a whole different way but I felt that there was no need to. I’m trying to be a better me and not allow people or circumstances to dictate my mood

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  1. So much truth. As it's written love both allies and enemies the same. You never know what kind of impact the positive energy will cause. As a black man I always wondered why black woman hate on one another the way they do. Or are so quick to dismiss each other. We all need to realize that friendships and acquaintances may only last for a short season. Clinging on to someone or something and attempting to claim it as yours only disrupts God's plan for you. Live and enjoy the moment...don't be a hater all ya life!!!

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    1. Yes, I'm in agreement with you and I appreciate you taking the time out to write a comment. Be blessed thank you !

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