I Don’t Deserve To Be Vilified.

African American women are vilified.  Yes I’ve said it & it’s true.  All one needs to do is go no further than your good ole internet type in Black women then wait for that good ole drop down box and just take your pick.  Trust me none of it is too nice.   I’m tired of being vilified.   I’m tired of people referring to black women as difficult, angry, crazy, and the negatives go on & on.

You all out there need to get educated real fast on what its like growing up in an African American home.   Two words everyone.  Corporal punishment.   It’s the staple in the majority of homes & used frequently on African American kids whenever there is a mistake made, if we speak out of turn, or if there is anything perceived as a threat or whatever!  It is an extremely stressful environment that we grow up in.   Of course it is whenever there is threat to bodily harm a child.

Belts while naked (just like a slave) ping pong paddles, punches sometimes, hair pulled (especially when one has nice hair that everyone admires) , sent to bed early so you can’t spend time with your Father, sent out to care for a step parents elderly mother on your bicycle 4-5 times weekly.   And the daily interrogative techniques used on a child just like you see on shows like “First 48”.  Before you shame, judge, vilify African American women please THINK before you leap to judgement

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Published by: The Lonely Shepard

Me: I grew up in an extremely abusive & disadvantaged family environment were both parents were really immature & their relationship messy! I was abducted by my Father at age 8 abused physically, mentally, degraded by his 2nd Wife, and I didn't see my Mother again until 4 years later, I had to risk my neck + my life to run off to seek help with the local police & this was way before there was any such laws on the books for child abuse. Think on that awhile. Had learning disabilities all throughout school by the time I graduated I learned nothing, was prepared for nothing out in the World. Think on that. Joined the United States Army right out of High School only reason I did join was that at the time there was an Army recruiter right on the High School campus & he took an interest in me. So I joined. I was really in over my head. But what else could I do? I lived with a single Mom who was emotionally unstable & I had ZERO support from anyone including the school staff + administrators. The military was hard & degrading to me as a woman but I got out with an honorable discharge. More about me: A series of dead end jobs, my mind was totally a mess after I got out of the Army, still had no support not even from the Veterans admin. My journey has been a total nightmare of: trying to find out about myself, learning about myself, how to live as an adult, all with no help. Now after long , and intensive filled journey I'm trying to get back on track with my life I want to go to school with the hope of one day attending University. I don't wish my journey on anyone. No one gave me guidance: as a child as a teen as a young adult I was all on my own! and it was real lonely , isolating, extremely frightening. Family? don't really have any. Now remember everyone I'm African American & I receive little to no respect I don't even warrant a speeding car that will slow down. "The person who sang the National Anthem sang the last note so high that no could reach it! That was intentional!" Belize from Tony Kushners play Angels In America. If you've read this far I will leave my email in case you want to leave me a msg. Those that are rude will get deleted immediately. Contact: Yogibeara425@hushmail.com

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