As a BW, I like to be a teller of my own story. I am very aware how BW are portrayed on social media and media in general. We tend to have very one dimensional personalities. With social media, we’re able to shape our own narratives. We can fill in the dimensions that other story tellers won’t tell. And this is just where we are, not a complaint, the reality. The writers and ppl behind the scenes of everything are overwhelmingly white and overwhelmingly male, and they have written BW so flatly since forever.
So I speak for me, a big personality full of color, dimension, and pizzazz. I like to show my happiness. I show it not to brag, but bc I’m a mom, a black mom. And sometimes we tend to show or be portrayed as the attitudinal and mean moms. I love this gig. I take pics. I make posts. I post videos all over my various social medias. Folks finna see a happy black mom and her family.
Obviously there has to be balance. I show that too. It ain’t always rainbows and tacos. There’s frustration, sleep deprivation, and constant cleaning, but that’s life. And a good life comes from dealing with alladat and maintaining relationships, keeping yourself healthy, and keeping things in perspective.