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One of my sisters works for a major Sports company and sent me a pic of a new product the company is unveiling, a sports hijab made for working out, etc. She said how disgusting it was to her and I had to check her real fast! (continued in thread)
One of my sisters works for a major Sports company and sent me a pic of a new product the company is unveiling, a sports hijab made for working out, etc. She said how disgusting it was to her and I had to check her real fast! (continued in thread)
My sisters & I were raised strict Pentecostal so we were made to dress super modest (think Duggar’s on steroids modest, borderline Amish). I told her that it’s a victory for Muslim women to have a hijab made of sweat resistant material, made just for exercising so they can
retain their modesty and religious beliefs and that it is no different than her finding a modest work out skirt or modest swim skirt. It’s comfort built around your personal religious beliefs.
I really am trying to teach my sisters and open their minds and unlearn a whole childhood of being taught racism & hate. You’d think as religious as we were raised, we would have been taught to love everybody. But since when do yt people teach their kids to love ALL races.
I can remember from a very early age, disagreeing with my parent’s views and outlook on life and society. I can remember being reprimanded for befriending a poc at Mcdonald’s when I was 5. I can remember being taught that anybody that doesn’t live, look, & believe the way we
did was “going to hell”. That shit tore me up inside and I knew it wasn’t right. I could feel it, even as a child. I started writing. Around 13 I wrote my first novel that in my young mind, was an attack on racism and tore down barriers and promoted love. My mom found it
and burned it. I cried for days. I remember when I was 15 and got my first job and developed a crush on a black guy I worked with and my dad found out and punched me in my face, both fists at once, and made me quit without a notice.
I remember when just two years ago, after my dad found out I was dating and moved in with a black man, he sat across from me at lunch and literally BEGGED me to not have a baby with M because there is “no greater disappointment to me than having a mixed grandbaby.”
This is the harsh reality. This is our America. And i want no part of it. If hating someone simply for their skin color is the only way to find acceptance in the eyes of my family then I want to be disowned. Cut off. Shunned. Because I don’t see how all these self righteous
entitled, holier than tho, can’t do wrong, “I never sin”, yt people expect to make it into Heaven with so much hatred in their hearts. How do you expect to go to Heaven and share it with countless races? How do you expect to go to Heaven and worship a God that’s not even white?
Sorry, I know this thread got super lengthy but I am burning to the point of tears this morning and had to get this off my heart.
Don’t be afraid to speak up and say something. Don’t be afraid to check somebody. Even family. My views and opinions have gotten me thrown out
Don’t be afraid to speak up and say something. Don’t be afraid to check somebody. Even family. My views and opinions have gotten me thrown out
my family’s houses many times. I have no regrets. I love them bc they’re family but that doesn’t mean I have to agree with them. And sometimes, you’re better at loving someone from a distance. Don’t be afraid to distance yourself from toxicity, negativity, and hate.
