Screaming Because Something Just Clicked: A Personal Journey

Life can be a wild ride, and honestly, sometimes it feels like you’re just screaming into the void. Recently, I came across a tweet that hit home hard: “screaming bc something just clicked fr lmfao girl fuck donald trump. i exist despite abuse, suicide attempts, and walking through the world as a black woman. an old white bitch who can’t bend over and put his own shoes on not breaking me. the fuck.” This resonates with so many of us navigating this chaotic world.

Living as a black woman in today’s society is like walking through a minefield. You carry the weight of history, the scars of personal battles, and the burden of societal expectations. It’s exhausting, but here’s the thing: we rise. Despite the abuse, the mental health struggles, and the systemic challenges, we find ways to exist and thrive. It’s like that moment when everything clicks into place, and you realize your worth is not defined by others, especially not by someone like Donald Trump, who embodies so much of what’s wrong in our society.

The frustrations of feeling unheard or unseen can sometimes bubble over, leading to those powerful moments of clarity. It’s a reminder that your existence is a form of resistance. The resilience we show isn’t just for ourselves; it’s for every woman who has felt small in a world that often tries to diminish us. In those moments of screaming, we’re actually asserting our power, refusing to be silenced.

So, yeah, let’s keep screaming and pushing back against the noise. We’re here, we exist, and we refuse to be broken.