This is a question I've been grappling with for the past 2 or 3 years. I spent majority of my childhood as one of the only black kids in my classes. Spent my early and mid twenties dealing with incredibly racist BS at the collegiate level. Now, at 30, I'm in my chosen career field doing really well but I can't even enjoy it because I still have to deal with racism.
I haven't had a boyfriend in 6 or 7 years even though I've been going on dates for the past couple years. I don't have children, just pets. I'm close with my sibling and niece but that's about it as far as family. I feel like I've 'beat the odds' and clawed myself out of poverty but I'm soooo tired now.
I'm tired of being the one to call out racism and fight. And it really pissed me off to see those same institutions who made it hard for me to succeed suddenly adapted these "anti-racist' policies AFTER the death of George Floyd when they felt that societal pressure from other white people.
I just want to have my career, a partner, maybe a child, living in our own home. The pandemic has made it even harder, especially since I currently live in a very racist city in the south for work. It's just so hard to get up everyday and go through all the motions of living when I feel like I don't have much to show for the last decade of my life but a couple of degrees that haven't resulted in me being respected anymore than before I had them, a cat and a bunch of material possessions I bought trying to validate myself.
I do see lots of people struggling in their relationships, getting divorced, cheating scandals, etc. But even if it ended before I'd like it to, I just want to experience what it's like to have a family, to be in love, to have a place where you belong and where you are a central piece to the puzzle and somebody always has your back 100%. And it feels even more important to me as a Black woman because we're treated so much worse than others. Having to go through it as a single person has been Hell for me.
Any advice or inspo is welcome! I need it.
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Back when I lived with my ex years ago, she used to wake me in the middle of the night. She would tell me that there were two women in our apartment. There was one standing at the end of the bed staring and the other would be in the doorway laughing.
Of course when I would wake up there was nothing there. I would turn on all the lights and inspect the entire apartment. Never found any sign of someone being in the room. She would be crying the entire time. She would eventually calm down and fall back to sleep.
One night I woke up in the middle of the night to her sitting up in bed crying. I asked her what was wrong and never got a response. I shook her lightly trying to see if she was okay. Still no response. I figured she may be in a sleep state and just having a bad dream.
That was when I noticed a black silhouette of a woman at the edge of the bed. I couldn’t see her face but I could tell that her eyes were fixated on my ex. I don’t know how I wasn’t afraid. I assumed it was the adrenaline but I tried to snap my ex out of it. I shook her harder until she finally stopped crying, fell back to bed and was asleep.
The silhouette was gone. I did the same routine of checking the apartment and never found anything. The next morning my ex told me about a dream she had.
She said she had a dream about me standing on top of a building ready to jump. She was at the bottom crying and yelling at me to get down but I couldn’t hear her. Behind me in the dream was the woman in black whispering in my ear “jump, jump”.
I never told her about what I saw as I didn’t want to fuel the experience.
Christmas Eve marked the 30th anniversary of the TV adaptation of Susan Hill's Novella The Woman In Black. It was show on Christmas Eve on ITV in 1989 and it was terrifying viewing for an unsuspecting child. It was a slowburn affair with potent but simple imagery that is still very chilling and spooky. Whilst the Daniel Radcliffe adaptation was full of jump scares and loud noises, this version works more effectively due to its atmosphere of dread and isolation and its simplicity. There is one major scene that could be described as a prolonged jump scare and for many it was one of the most scariest scenes shown on British television history. Anyone else recall seeing this horror classic back in 1989?
I have been searching for this video for a long time as I thought it was really funny. I originally saw this on Instagram, but I don’t know where it came from.
Edit: Her legs were normal, she was just stepping in a way that made her legs bend back really far.
Sorry I don't mean to be THAT guy who keeps bringing race into everything. I am just curious about this because every question about Jade's race (which seems to be very controversial on both sides, btw) ends up with people simply answering "she's not from earth, she is an Edenian." But clearly, she is suppose to REPRESENT a human from earth. Just look at the controversy of a mixed race black woman being played as Mileena in the upcoming live action movie.
So I wanted to ask this bc everyone seems to be missing the point of the question. Obviously, humans from earth have ethnicities, and you have to cast someone as an Edenian. Would it be a big deal if she was played by a black woman? Or a dark skinned Indian woman?
Now that I think about it, answering this question might be kinda difficult since Jade's appearance keeps changing (sometimes her skin is lighter, sometimes its darker), so the whole "as long as the actress looks like the character" shit doesn't work in this case.
Back when I lived with my ex years ago, she used to wake me in the middle of the night. She would tell me that there were two women in our apartment. There was one standing at the end of the bed staring and the other would be in the doorway laughing.
Of course when I would wake up there was nothing there. I would turn on all the lights and inspect the entire apartment. Never found any sign of someone being in the room. She would be crying the entire time. She would eventually calm down and fall back to sleep.
One night I woke up in the middle of the night to her sitting up in bed crying. I asked her what was wrong and never got a response. I shook her lightly trying to see if she was okay. Still no response. I figured she may be in a sleep state and just having a bad dream.
That was when I noticed a black silhouette of a woman at the edge of the bed. I couldn’t see her face but I could tell that her eyes were fixated on my ex. I don’t know how I wasn’t afraid. I assumed it was the adrenaline but I tried to snap my ex out of it. I shook her harder until she finally stopped crying, fell back to bed and was asleep.
The silhouette was gone. I did the same routine of checking the apartment and never found anything. The next morning my ex told me about a dream she had.
She said she had a dream about me standing on top of a building ready to jump. She was at the bottom crying and yelling at me to get down but I couldn’t hear her. Behind me in the dream was the woman in black whispering in my ear “jump, jump”.
I never told her about what I saw as I didn’t want to fuel the experience.
