I absolutely love you to pieces. Not my MIL calling out her white privilege. You are so wonderful in so many ways. Thank you for being a supporter, paid at that and for all the love you have shown me the moment your son brought me home to Mom. You treat me like one of your own and Mom and son bonds can be tricky for a wife and I never had to ever navigate that awkwardness ever with you. It was instant love from the start. I am so grateful.
This was so beautifully written. I listened to it at night in Stockholm and read it again with my morning cup of tea. Cant wait to read more from your beautiful penmanship ❤️✨
Appreciate immensely that you listened and read it and that you gave me the visual of your experience with my work. The impact of that was larger than I expected. Thank you so much 🥰! I loved that I kept finding think pieces that seem to validate my point (yours a perfect example of that) I had to link it. It was too perfect 👌🏾! So much love and gratitude for our words and creativity linking us together.
Yassssssss Im teary eyed and emotional reading this. I resonate on many levels with your sentiments. A lot of women out here cracking under societal pressures but turn around and apply it to those coming after for what? To be miserable and broken like them?
The insanity must stop and the conversations like these need to start.
You know when you write something that has held so much weight in your being and it’s just released and then one person grabs it and is like yes ME TOOOO!! You just did that for me.
I knew this needed to be said but so grateful it was you who was the first to acknowledge and recognize your truth in this.
Like I’m not out here trying to be dusty, sad and bitter about everything and then be like ok so let me have a kid now before sorting out those emotions. That doesn’t make sense to me.
If I become a mother it’s because I took the time to untether myself from the bullshit and I felt equipped with the tools to choose that life sentence (that’s not too be rude or diminish motherhood) it’s a fact, it is a life sentence.
Gyal — Ive been intentionally not being a biological mother since I was a child. Even my dolls called me Aunty. I told my Mother at 12 years old that if I had a child, I’d rather throw it in a trash than let her raise it — that’s how deep I knew my mother wounds/curses were to be tryna be passing that along to another generation. Besides, I’d already been a mother in a few lifetimes, I knew I chose to be a Teacher this time around — despite all the judgments family and society hurled at me constantly.
This is a deep topic and I’m glad someone with your loving sensitivity and brevity is brave enough to bare witness to its impactful significance in society.
Tab Tab Tab! Your conviction is one of many things I adore about you. Your soul knows when to double down on what’s important for you even when it goes against the grain or might not make sense to anybody and you stand by it with intention. Honestly you and I could swap life experiences allllll daaay and I would always see myself in you.
And the levity you brought to this comment with even my dolls called me Aunty had me laughing into the evening when I read this.
Like it’s skill to be able to be deep and funny simultaneously. Not everyone has that skill. In fact, I don’t think I have that skill but wow do I cherish it in others.
My beautiful DIL. I learn from everything you write, more so since I grew up in white privilege.
Keep writing and I will keep reading as I have so much to learn. Love to you. Mom
I absolutely love you to pieces. Not my MIL calling out her white privilege. You are so wonderful in so many ways. Thank you for being a supporter, paid at that and for all the love you have shown me the moment your son brought me home to Mom. You treat me like one of your own and Mom and son bonds can be tricky for a wife and I never had to ever navigate that awkwardness ever with you. It was instant love from the start. I am so grateful.
This was so beautifully written. I listened to it at night in Stockholm and read it again with my morning cup of tea. Cant wait to read more from your beautiful penmanship ❤️✨
Appreciate immensely that you listened and read it and that you gave me the visual of your experience with my work. The impact of that was larger than I expected. Thank you so much 🥰! I loved that I kept finding think pieces that seem to validate my point (yours a perfect example of that) I had to link it. It was too perfect 👌🏾! So much love and gratitude for our words and creativity linking us together.
Yassssssss Im teary eyed and emotional reading this. I resonate on many levels with your sentiments. A lot of women out here cracking under societal pressures but turn around and apply it to those coming after for what? To be miserable and broken like them?
The insanity must stop and the conversations like these need to start.
Thanks for sharing your beautiful soul.
I appreciate you so immensely. full stop 🛑
🫶🏼🤗
You know when you write something that has held so much weight in your being and it’s just released and then one person grabs it and is like yes ME TOOOO!! You just did that for me.
I knew this needed to be said but so grateful it was you who was the first to acknowledge and recognize your truth in this.
Like I’m not out here trying to be dusty, sad and bitter about everything and then be like ok so let me have a kid now before sorting out those emotions. That doesn’t make sense to me.
If I become a mother it’s because I took the time to untether myself from the bullshit and I felt equipped with the tools to choose that life sentence (that’s not too be rude or diminish motherhood) it’s a fact, it is a life sentence.
Gyal — Ive been intentionally not being a biological mother since I was a child. Even my dolls called me Aunty. I told my Mother at 12 years old that if I had a child, I’d rather throw it in a trash than let her raise it — that’s how deep I knew my mother wounds/curses were to be tryna be passing that along to another generation. Besides, I’d already been a mother in a few lifetimes, I knew I chose to be a Teacher this time around — despite all the judgments family and society hurled at me constantly.
This is a deep topic and I’m glad someone with your loving sensitivity and brevity is brave enough to bare witness to its impactful significance in society.
Tab Tab Tab! Your conviction is one of many things I adore about you. Your soul knows when to double down on what’s important for you even when it goes against the grain or might not make sense to anybody and you stand by it with intention. Honestly you and I could swap life experiences allllll daaay and I would always see myself in you.
And the levity you brought to this comment with even my dolls called me Aunty had me laughing into the evening when I read this.
Like it’s skill to be able to be deep and funny simultaneously. Not everyone has that skill. In fact, I don’t think I have that skill but wow do I cherish it in others.
You got it gurlll you got it gurrrrrrlllll (to you being funny and deep). I appreciate you for seeing me. 🤗