The silent sistahood

Very recently I’ve been confused about a lot of things. I embody SZA’s 20 somethings and I’ve pretty much been dwelling in my own silence and those who I thought would be my mouthpiece when I could not speak for myself.

Though I shouldn’t need other people to speak on behalf, I think that it’s important that we have support structures in our life that mould and help us realise our dreams especially when we stop relating and end up sleeping on ourselves.

When times are tough, it’s difficult to admit that the people you think are your backbone, seldom are and that’s why friends are few. Sometimes the kind of friends you need are non-existent, however I am grateful for what I’ll call the silent sisterhood.

Season two of Insecure got me in a heated group with ladies I only know by Facebook name and disappointment in Molly’s character. Time and space evaporated as we connect over what the characters mean to us via Issa, her hoetation and everything that evolves around her character. It became a silent reminder that sometimes love, trust and connections are there in the most discreet ways, considering we’re in different places, are mutual friends on Facebook but share lived experiences through one of the best series (you can’t disagree) out now.

The silent sisterhood revealed itself once again, when I poured myself into a conversation with a friend I never deemed close enough to invite to my birthday party (an obvious mistake). I spilled all the tea after she scolded me for neglecting my blog. This is something a classmate also reprimanded me for asking “why isn’t your blog a thing anymore.”

The truth is that it’s sometimes difficult to figure out where I’m going with my writing and sometimes (as in all the time) I fall off a little and forget my capabilities. When everything around me becomes overwhelming and other people’s achievements are intimidating, it is true that I feel like I’m not cut out for what I’m destined to be. It is easy to be disillusioned and listen to Drake telling you “want a lot but can’t have everything.”

But I’m grateful that those reminders come through from my unexpected sisters. It strikes a chord that there is a sisterhood out there that exists and even though I don’t feel intimately connected to them, they keep me going.

I hope that a can be part of other ladies’ silent sisterhood, because there is power in uplifting others, if someone else can keep me pushing and I can keep another pushing imagine the cycle of greatness that takes place. May we practice this love, and encourage one another as women to never forget or lose the drive to achieve our goals.

May I be your Drake remix that says you want a lot and you’ll have everything.

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