so idk if other people do this but my family has a tradition where we name our cars.
i just got a small 2013 toyota prius and its silver. i can’t think of anything to name it sooooo.
its very special to me (duh) so i want it to have a good name :)
so if you have heard a similar story on a different account it is also mine i just deleted that other account
So I(14F) am mixed (black n white), but i’m adopted so both my parents are white and i go to a majorly white school (for every 45 white kids there is one black kid) so i never really grew up surrounded with my culture and it makes me so sad.
my mom never taught me how to do my hair and whenever i try to she never helps very much.
my hair is ALWAYS in an afro puff. every single day.
i like it but it’s starting to hurt my head and im tired of the racist comments on it (both my mom and kids at school)
like my mom will literally call it a fuzzball, and that’s not necessarily racist i guess but it hurts my feelings
that’s why i love going to the salon.
i get to see other black people
there is this one auntie that i met once, and she literally holds such a big place in my heat becuase she literally is what your average black auntie is and ill never get to experience that.
i love my parents but i wish they were black.
because of my lack of knowledge about my hair, i have started to hate it. i start to believe what the kids in my school say
“it’s ugly” “too big” basic racist shit or wtv.
today i asked to get my hair done for my 8th grade graduation (goddess braids) and she went on a rant about how my hair would be too long and smelly and stinky and dirty.
when i pointed out that everyone else (i was referring to white ppl w straight hair) has long hair she told me that “she doesn’t care about everyone else.
i asked her why it would be stinky and why we couldn’t wash it she just went off on me again
she always acts like doing my hair is a burden then refuses to teach me.
i just wish i grew up with at least one prominent black figure in my life