What parents of color and “third-world”/Global South parents— and their children— must endure everyday.
I would rather not know the struggles of being a third world mama in the Western diaspora. I would rather be ignorant of what cruelty my mama endured, that made her instill an idea that has crippled me emotionally. There are days I excuse my mama, I think “she didn’t know no better!” but time ticks and soon enough, I am overwhelmed by a wicked truth… she did know better and for that I will always be bittersweetly grateful.
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