All I want
All we want
Is to be heard, seen, and accepted
I understand that we all cannot be perfect. I understand that we all may not get along.
Lifestyles are different and I respect that
I am constantly respecting and understanding everyone else
But I ..
I still don’t feel accepted or understood.
I hear you when you say this is you
But hear me when I say this is me
I will not stop loving
I will not stop understanding
I will not stop
But one day I hope I don’t have to feel alone
One day I hope to be surrounded with energy that matches mine
One day I want to be surrounded by energy that wants to give as equally as it receives
I want to live in a light love
One that matches, and/or, amplifies the light and love that I do my best to put out
And when the burden of love breaks
I want to be understood why it broke , how I ended up here.
Forgive me for the one mistake I made when 90% of the time I am the complete opposite
I pray to one day be understood
I pray to one day live happily in a grace of bliss
One where I am unbothered by the burden of loving.
I love to love but sometimes when it’s not received it hurts and that’s the truth.
I can’t expect people to see or understand why I want to be there and be a light for them. But when they don’t understand I also can’t be upset that they didn’t accept it. I can’t expect people to see the light.
All I can do is continue to love and not worry
It’ll be received
They will be blessed
I will be blessed
Gods got me
I need to keep living
I need to keep loving
Weither it was asked for or not I should do everything with the utmost love and kindness in my heart.
That is the only way to love and the only way to make it
I have to keep doing it because that’s me, I can’t stop being myself.
I can’t hate myself for others not getting me, I can’t hate myself for putting myself out there and being rejected. I can’t hate myself for having a loving spirit. That’s not something that’s wrong.
I am not alone, I am loved.
Gods got me
Woo, I’ve got a lot of reading to do…
If you’ve read any of these books please share your perspectives on them - or add recommendations of your own not seen here!
Some particularly potent (and sometimes painful…looking at you The Color Purple) reads I personally recommend from the list:
The Color Purple by Alice Walker
The Autobiography Of Malcolm X
Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe
Akata Witch by Nnedi Okorafor
Also, Mod Alice loves and recommends all things Octavia E. Butler.
-Mod Colette, WWC
Don’t let the bitches you get you down
Yvette Gause
Wash Days are Self Care Days I hate using utilities Because I hate having bills But on wash day I can’t help but to take the time I need because I care about me For 30 mins I can focus on myself I can wash away everything Watch the dirt wash away Watch the soap trail behind Sometimes I think I’d be great bald because I could wash my hair all the time in a short amount of time
“Dear Goddess, Never dim your light for the satisfaction of others.” Muse: the soulful @iamhannalashay #CuteWithCurls _____ #digitalart #digitalpainting #DigitalDesigner #Hannalashay #AfricanAmerican #instaartist #Aotd #BrooklynArtist #muse#curls #curlygirls #Kenyakreates #graphicdesigner #Urbanart #Arts_hub #portrait #blackart #Dope #Sunflowerchild #Melanin #BlackGirlMagic #Blackexcellence #Darkandlovely #GetAway
Beauty. Tricia Akello by Gareth Van Nelson.
My life’s mission is to ensure that dreams of others around me are fulfilled.
I want to help as many people as I can
I want to love so hard because I don’t want anyone to feel as unspported as I do.
They say what goes around comes around
Treat others the way you want to be treated
Love thy neighbor as they self
Lead by Example
I’ve strived to be the best friend , neighbor, partner, person that a person could exist next to
I’ve crafted scenarios for people to gather and be happy around me
But have failed to have people want to gather with me
I’ve failed at being invited
I’ve failed myself
I’ve stayed in relationships way longer then I needed to
Or wanted to
Because I didn’t want to be alone
I stayed with an abusive man and tried to make myself what he wanted just so I could be the girl who he wanted to love.
I just wanted some to think I was deserving of love
I’ve crafted parties to invite people over in hopes that theyd like me.
They enjoyed themselves and then continued to ignore me day after day.
My parties came and went and no one but me remembered what we did
No one but me cared
No one but me ever remembered my birthdays
When I’m sad I send a text looking for a conversation
But It’s hard for people to hold on to them with me
Or it seems like it’s hard for others to check on me before months have flown by
Yes, I’m the friend who always calls first.
My own grandparents don’t even call to check on me
Ive exhausted myself reaching out to others being the only one to maintain relationships.
Ive said I’m only gonna interact with people who care to interact with me
And then I grow even darker when the truth settles in and it’s just me and Jesus sitting in a room staring at each other.
JC is great don’t get me wrong
He’s the only reason I even know what love is
He’s the reason I keep giving day after day
Sometimes I think I’ll get real friends when I’m older
I’ll have built my empire up and then when I’m exactly where I’m suppose to be at the exact moment I’m suppose to be there, I’ll look around at all the like minded people I’ve loved and who have loved me sitting around a table and I’ll be grateful.
Greatful that there were real friends for me I just had to be patient to find them.
But it’s sad to think that that day isn’t today and the chances of it being tomorrow aren’t any brighter
Maybe next week
Maybe next year
Maybe when I move states, Change my name, shave my head and morph into the Person who people want to be friends with.
Real friends.
Friends who think of you and just send you a message.
A gif
A tag in an article.
A friend who just lets you know they love you.
Until then I’ll keep trying to be that friend.
I’ll keep putting that energy and that love out there
And I’ll do my best to graciously wait for it to return.
Love. Accept. Repeat.
Briana Gause
“ For the love of Soul “
Cj Hart & Nas’Tassia Simpson by Jordan Patterson