Today I going to be a little serious with y’all. Im not sure if anyone noticed but my social media has downed in numbers over the years. Recently I just gave up. In due time I will be back, trust. When on social media with the way the apps want dictate what’s on your timeline or suggest things it’s just a whole irritation. On Instagram particularly I followed pages with little babies, the cute chocolate ones. So instagram started suggesting the toddlers that look and dress like whole adults. I hate it! I don’t want to see kids dressed like my peers.
So today’s topic Adultification. So in recent studies it shows black girls, particularly those age 5 to 14, are supposedly more sexually mature and know more about adult topics than white girls in the same age group. The study showed black girls as less innocent, less in need of protection also needing less support and less comfort as the same young white girl her age. Leaving our young baby girls to be seen as combative and hypersexualized.
With that being said not only are our young queens being targeted but our young kings are also. It was also found black boys, as young as age 10, are more likely to be regarded as older than they look and often suspicious. Leaving our children open for bigger consequences even if far from deserved.
Our black children are five times more likely than white kids to be suspended from school with a higher percentage of being charged with a crime whether in school or the justice system. These things are a form of malicious dehumanization that robs our children of their hope and innocence that’s formed through childhood. Something they don’t or won’t get because of the skin tone.
Think about this when you dress your kids. Think about this when you speak to your kids. Really think about this when you act in front of your kids. Hell all of thee above goes for all kids not just your own. We are as a whole, kids included are hot commodities, feared but most importantly miss guided and misunderstood.
Take care loves,
Netta B 🖤💜🖤
Hello my BeaYOUtifuls,
First and foremost let’s take a moment of silence for the Murder of “She’s Got to Have it” season two. ....Sheesh! Over our very own holiday in honor of our fallen soldiers who were mass buried. I took my holiday time to relax and reflect. When I was done I decided to binge on Netflix. If you know me then you are familiar with how I feel about television. For the birds 🐦. Lol. I kept overlooking SGTHI. I wasn’t sure if I was ready for her. To say the least I was not a fan in the beginning. Don’t get it twisted, I was very tickled by the introduction of the cast. Ultimately it wasn’t till the very last episode of season 1 that I was wooed and fell in love with Miss Darling. That is when I felt she was a beast who was open and fierce in her very own untitled beauty. She unshielded her self owning everything while showing no fear for her consequences.
This season was all me! The known unknown artist very much like me but none of me. I appreciated her in all her vulnerability and felt the urge to follow her path. Seeing how I could control and grasp my future right along side of her. I got a chance to open up thoughts I had pushed aside and excuses that I’ve carried and spread out. Her cast mates opened my eyes to past and present people of my life. Her visit to PR made me happy. The strange fruit painting had me in awe 😍. All I could say was this is America 💪🏾. Yes ma’am you are my mirror! (If the image ever goes on market I will purchase it.)
Nola daring is you Nola daring is me I look forward to season three when Nola and I can ride this wave of self love, black love and love love. Just so we can conquer that wave.
Even though there has been a story about “The Central Park Five” made a couple years ago. This limited time viewing addition created by Ava DuVernay that’s been added to the Netflix lineup was very much appreciated. The candid message from beginning to end. rawness mixed with the factual testimony of people involved opened a massive flood gate of emotions. I knew about the story but didn’t know the story it was amazing!
This past week viewing the two above titles pushes me to do better. SGTHI because I am Nola Darling looking to make my own mark searching for my true individuality while keeping a open mind for love. While WTSU shows you it’s a whole world that is potentially waiting to collude against you because of your race whether it’s just a hint of brown. You have to stand with ten toes down and keep your faith and hope. The main thing is educate yourself and your children. We, our ignorance and mouths are our biggest and sometimes worst enemy.
These two titles reminds me why I write. Specifically why I wrote “MELANIN” and who I wrote it for. See how one season, one thirty minute to hour episode, how one sentence or statement can have so much power and effect on a person. I want us all in the know. No more ignorance or settling for just anyone or anything. I want us to stop making excuses and live with great fortitude.
Netta B. 🖤💜🖤
Hey Young Pearls,
A few days ago I talked to a old friend or acquaintance whatever you would like to call her. Before y’all start throwing the names please know I’ve always adored her. I’ve always considered her a friend if I had to put a title. We spoke for the first time in years. Decade plus via the phone, and it was easy unforced and pleasant. We reminisced, laughed and even shared.
I learned a lot about myself in that short but broad conversation. One thing that stuck with me is she told me I was “unpredictable”. Hearing this froze me a little bit maybe even shocked me. I thought I was very predictable. I always considered myself a open book, creature of habit. I was either goofy or serious and not very friendly to non-circle members. To know me I had to know you. Point blank period!
She made me think and contemplate my life, the people in my life, and previous and present relationships. Is this still a trait I carry? Most importantly what has it done to my past friendships/relationships? I guess I know I can be rough round edges. Unpredictable seems unstable to me. Emotionally I could say I’m unstable, I love hard...it has no bounds. So I wonder do others see this in me. Do you?
I applaud and respect her for telling me that. I appreciate it. I’ve been wanting to seek therapy for years. No I don’t think I’m crazy. Maybe a little coo-coo but not insane. Yet. Lmaooo. I’ve been wanting to seek help because I need a outlet. I’m a ticking time bomb. I don’t want to tell a family member or friend. They don’t give a damn and if they do, they just to tell it. Ain’t nobody got time for that! Our conversation vouched my already known personal needs.
If you’re like me and don’t have a outlet. You don’t have someone that you ultimately trust to tell things to like thoughts and feelings with. I urge you to seek your outlet that may very well be therapy.
Black people stop thinking it’s crazy to talk to a counselor, therapist or life coach. Y’all talk and run ya mouth all day to probably a legit crazy person. Might as well pay someone to keep your secrets and offer some real life changing help.
See I don’t have a outlet because when I left the squad of 31 flavors my lil click from high school. That really wasn’t our name. I just said that because we was all different shapes sizes and races. When we parted I never allowed myself to get close to people to build friendships. Maybe they fucked me up I don’t know but I seeked old friends and old lovers. X-ing out any potential that didn’t seem familiar enough from my past and totally declining them from my present and future altogether. I have to tell you that is not the move. You can not progress without progression. It’s always forward and never backwards.
If someone is elevating and gravitating towards you welcome them with open arms because it’s hard and even though we want to we can not do it all on our own. I’m just starting to realize this but ultimately owning it.
Later Young Pearl 🖤💜🖤
Let’s talk about death because it’s all around us and to be honest tomorrow is def not promised. Me personally I know people of all different walks and backgrounds. I been a lot of places and bonded with many in my short life span. I know more people that have died or natural freak causes to violence to where I need other folks hands just to count and this started as young as high school. One thing I can say it’s been more friends than my bloodline that I have lost. Another thing I can say but kind of ashamed of saying is I never been to a funeral. I have attended many wakes but never a funeral. Just like when it comes to your faith. I mean how you can follow and grow at your own pace with whomever your higher being is you can do the same with death. People think because you don’t speak on it or show face you don’t care. It’s not true. Your prayers can truly be helping that individual. I’m a introvert a lot of shit drains me. Sometimes I just can’t or won’t give away my energy.
I have lost a lot of people like I said before. But the recent and last was my auntie a yr ago. I believe that she was the one person who knew me and loved me despite everything (all in the air talking 😂😫😝) and she is gone. Her love ran like that for everyone. I believe we were so much alike after spending time with each other after years of not knowing each other. And the thing I hate most is I didn’t get to know she was gone till a week later because I had her schedule wrong. Sometimes I feel it was done purposely. We started off rough two people who couldn’t stand each other but in the end we knew each other from good bad old and present (so many stories shared) She was my one true friend in the form of a auntie. I miss her so much and I’m so angry she can’t be here with me on my journey. She uplifted me in so many ways. She was bitch I’m a bitch but we had a understand as two bitches with big hearts. Nobody and I mean nobody on that side of the family love will ever compare to hers without her I feel outcasted. I hope she watches shields and guides me daily.
I say this to say keep your head up maybe even open up more and really understand what can be someone else perspective they may still hurt from death.
Netta B. 🖤💜🖤
So for this early morning topic. Drum role please. LOVE! My favorite topic. 😃 😊 We all have people that love us regardless. Whether its bonded by blood or that one inevitable moment or event that only y’all experience. That’s a great love to have that’s ensured by a look a smile or even a presence that relates connection. Sometimes that love is just that. Something you can’t pull even a drop more of it because that love has reached it limit. It’s okay and it’s safe. But as beings we crave deeper love with all the same elements but a deeper bond. Some people believe this void is their crave for love or to be In a relationship. Yes we need intimacy but that void is just a yearning to be understood and wanted regardless of the good bad not worrying about the judgment or being left OPEN. It comes down to trust and loyalty something so many people lack for whatever reasons. Stop looking for love before friends. Stop hiding yourself to be what they love or desire. Stop needing to be loved and just love. Stop. The best way to receive what you desire is to be and live what you deserve. Learn you, be you, love you.
I would like to start a blog if you have any topics, ideas questions throw them to me in the "Whats on your mind" section.