*My thoughts were updated five years later! I'm black. That's what I know. It's a truth that I cannot deny. The color of my skin is a fact, yet it has taken me a long time to figure out what it means to be black, and I still am. To learn what to think about being black. To learn what to think about those days where I may feel ashamed of being black, but days when I am proud of being black. To learn on how to figure out who I am and how being black ties into that. These are my conversations. Conversations that have to do with me figuring out what exactly the color of my skin means. Conversations with family and friends just about being black and what it means to me, what I learned from it, and what I think about it. *Remember these are my own thoughts and experiences, so they may not apply to everyone, and please don't be harsh if they do.
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