As a black woman I notice the lack of support and encouragement in our community among each other. Tonight I sent out a tweet that read, “FROM ONE BLACK WOMAN TO ANOTHER, I LOVE YOU!! I don’t think we tell each other that enough.” The reason I sent the tweet is because lately I have felt that black women don’t always support each other the way we should.
I noticed that we don’t always tell each other that we have love for the other or pat our fellow sister on the back when she has accomplished a goal. That bothers me. Most of the time I hear us say, (excuse the French), “That bitch think she something since she got two degrees or since she got a Benz.” That’s sad because it means the other party doesn’t realize that they too, can carry out the same things. As children, most of us are not taught vulnerability and caring, we’re taught to get yours and not worry about anyone else. It’s sad but true. We sometimes have to learn these things as adults but some of us never do.
As adults we don’t know how to show support to someone we are competing with, someone we may not like or even our “friends.” So why don’t we encourage each other? Jealousy is one of the main reasons. I think that sometimes we have such a hard time realizing that we can all do great things in life. Sometimes it’s hard looking to the right of you and seeing the homegirl from down the street in a Benz when you’re still in a Hyundai. I know it’s hard, I get that but don’t get mad or jealous, go down there and congratulate her for her accomplishments because yours will soon be here. We are selfish sometimes too. Not wanting to see someone else get ahead or always just looking out for ourselves.
To sum this up, we have to learn to support each other. I wish it wasn’t so hard for some of us, yet it is. Black women have to learn to pat each other on the back when someone accomplishes a goal. We need to start teaching young girls these lessons at an early age, so that they don’t grow up not understanding how to genuinely love their fellow sister. I don’t want us to continue to go on in life not being there for one another. We have to learn to pull together in the time of a crisis for each other. Let your sister know she is not alone in any situation in life. Hug your “friend” from time to time to make her feel loved. Tell her you love her because you never know how it may change her day.
I know this was long but it was heavy on my heart. I love every woman who reads this blog, whether black or white. But FROM ONE BLACK WOMAN TO ANOTHER, I LOVE YOU!! Find at least one of your “friends” and tell her that and see what happens.