“You act like a white girl.” has been told to me more than a few times. What the hell does that mean exactly? I have dissected this sentence for I don’t know how long. I think it’s been years. In the past, I would get mad and defensive. It’s just human nature for us to snap back at someone pointing a crooked finger in our face. Sometimes, I felt like I had to prove that I was “more black”…..whatever the hell that means. It’s too bad reality doesn’t set in when you are in your teens and twenties. I would have made some better choices in my life but we all learn…..and grow. Now, I think about how that statement and how it made me feel when I was young…..I just laugh. Excuse me while I vent…
Me…… Act Like A White Girl?
Who are you to put me in a box of judgment? I will listen to whatever kind of music that I want to. Not only that, but I will blast it in my car if I’m in the mood. I will talk however I may choose to and mean exactly what I say. I will go to any place on this earth that my heart desires. The outfit of my choice will be from whatever mood that I’m in and I will walk with the same confidence as I did yesterday….and the day before that. I don’t do limits or boundaries. I’m not good with them. I only put expectations and standards on myself. Therefore you should not waist your time telling me what or who I act like.
I identify with women of all colors, races, and backgrounds. I have experienced quite a lot and I’m sure the same can be said from you. We are all women who have loved, been hurt, been disappointed, made mistakes, fought and grown regardless of the color of our skin. So, don’t tell me that I act like a white girl. Tell me that I act like exactly whom I suppose to act like….myself.
Have you ever had someone try to put you in a category? How does it make you feel?