Completing the #BlackBlogsMatter Challenge for 2019 hasn’t been easy.
First of all, I migrated my blog in the middle of the Challenge and there were technical difficulties (It’s finished now and looked GRRRRREAT — so if you haven’t viewed it in awhile please go HERE to check it out and make sure to subscribe to my newsletters!!) … so there were a few weeks that I was not able to write at all.
Fortunately, I was able to use that hiccup to build some content on my YouTube channel and created a few vlogs. I’m quite camera shy so this was a big stretch for me! I’m so glad I did it … If you haven’t already watched these, I encourage you to check them out — and subscribe to my YouTube channel while you’re there:
For Week 8 of the Challenge, entitled “Black Women Leaders We Love,” I gave shoutout to the beautiful, brilliant Black women who uplift and inspire me in this post on Instagram.
For Week 9, I had one of the most popular posts I’ve ever written during the Challenge in What’s In An Ally.
And now, I am at Week 10. I’m supposed to talk about diversity burnout and the uneasiness caused by microagressions.
But I am too burnt out and uneasy to do it.
Talking about this stuff all the time takes a toll. Looking for new ways to say the same words again and again. Repeating the same sentiments over and over in hopes of getting unwilling people uninterested in evolving beyond delusions of tolerance.
Meanwhile those who get it and evolve still frequently say insensitive things to you out of unknowing and ignorance. Backhanded compliments. Silly stereotypes. Prioritizing intent over impact.
So. Much. Emotional. Labor … It wears you out and makes it hard to keep going.
And that’s where my head has been for awhile now. That makes writing difficult. So I am choosing to break my writer’s block with some transparent confession.
I wish I had more words of wisdom and practical advice to give around this topic. I don’t. Because I’m still figuring out how to deal with diversity and microaggression fatigure myself. I’m open to suggestions.
Thanks for allowing me a safe space to say all this.