I finally got cable after a whole year without and I have to admit, I immediately turned to HGTV and Bravo. I remember I used to watch those Real Housewives as if Andy Cohen was paying my salary.
However, this time around, I have little patience for the dramatic antics of Nene and Co. I mean it is still fun to watch but also sad at the same time. Like when you see the flashing blue lights on the side of the road, you turn and look.
I hate drama in my own life. I distanced myself from a few people because of the drama that they consistently carry on their shoulders. Although my life is much quieter with fewer phone calls and visits, I am much happier and less stressed.
I really hate watching award shows but I turned on Black Girls Rock on a whim. I almost watched the new episode of Real Housewives of Atlanta instead but that seemed so wrong on every level.
I was so moved by the sea of beautiful Black women wearing varying shades of red lipstick, supporting each other without the drama or cattiness that reality television would have you believing is the norm.
It makes me want to do better as a wife, friend, sister, daughter, and professional. It shows me that even though sometimes I feel like I am in this battle alone, that I feel like I am the only one who has dreams that sometimes feel unattainable; I am not alone.
Growing up I did not hear that I rocked as a Black girl too many times. I was awkward, painfully shy, and desperate for attention. I did not know the world was my oyster, that I could do whatever I wanted and it is a lesson that I am still learning today as almost 30-year-old woman.
Programs like Black Girls Rock are amazing especially for the young ones who need positive reinforcement and examples of role models in their lives.
It’s nice to have that high during and for a few hours after the show but it is what we do daily that really matters.