Placing Blame

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When as an adult does one look at themselves and accept responsibility for their actions? For instance, I won’t name anyone in particular because this can be for all kinds of people, but when you make a mistake or hurt another maybe not intentionally at the time because you did not know any better maybe because that was just your surroundings or how you were raised. But then there is the awakening when there are consequences to your actions and instead of placing blame where it belongs you point your finger to another or completely ignore the situation and when being faced with it you act as if it never happened or its obviously someone else’s fault. I want to tell a story about a young mixed girl that was raised in a racist family. That technically was not her biological family just one she was put in to by a marriage. Now she was raised with name calling and emotionally and physical abuse that will never be acknowledged or apologized for, which is fine. That young girl is now a woman and a mother herself, where she is loved and admired for all that she is. Now, those same abusers that she was raised around were of course not of mixed blood and had their ignorance’s and values and assumptions on how the world should work, for instance their white daughters could no way ever be with a black man and if so, they would be punished. Now this lonely mixed girl, the only one of mixed race in the family at the time heard these things out of the patriarchs of these families she was thrown into. Ask yourself, how was she supposed to feel? Does she feel excluded? Does she feel scared? Now at the time of these remarks, that had happened as far back she could remember it started at a very young age. Let’s skip to the future a little bit. those kids grew, she grew, and those patriarchs’ daughters did date black guys and even one had mixed kids of her own. Now, one of those patriarchs smiles down at his beautiful grandchildren with nothing but love and admiration. But, yet that once young girl who is now a woman looks and studies those same people and never have, they apologized for their actions for those awful things they did and once said and instilled into their children. Which by the way if you haven’t caught on yet it was hate. He was ignorantly teaching hate. This is not the only man, nor women that will do this or continue to do this but, in this situation, in this story I still wonder when someone accepts blame and responsibility for their actions. Do they stare at those grand children or nieces and nephews with guilt in their heart? Or do they place blame to others, ignore it, or even act as if they never were that way? It is hard to say, because again that little girl that had been abused by these men and their families never acknowledge their faults or mistakes as a human being and love to place blame where it does not belong. I can admit when I am wrong, because I happen to be human and sometimes, I wish those people or any person with those faults place blame where it really belongs. Racism, hate, discrimination and ignorance are taught, and people need to place the blame where it belongs and accept responsibility for their own actions. People may not say it, may not acknowledge it but it is there, when they look at that person and it may be forgiven but it is not forgotten. But one thing is for sure that little girl who is a woman now makes sure to raise her children with the love and respect all human kind deserves. People must have patience for themselves and for others.

Bye

When is enough, enough? When do you stop defending your loved ones? When has it become ok to hide behind a computer screen and argue like a scared kid? That’s what bullies do. I don’t. I do not hide from anyone. I’m not a child and I don’t stalk people on social media EVER. One thing is true though. I do speak the truth whether it is in person or on social media. I have no problem admitting when I’m wrong and when I need to apologise. But I am a good person. I make mistakes and I defended my family when I shouldn’t have. I believed my family when they were just trying to hurt me. The jokes on them. Cause their lives will always be worthless. They all will be stuck in their perpetual ignorance and lies. But I’m setting myself free. I’m letting go of them all. I’m taking my kids and I’m going as soon as I can. If you have a family that continues to bully, shame you, spread lies or degrade you then just leave. Blood is not everything. You can make a family some where else. Don’t put up with abuse. It took me so long to find this out. Soon I’ll be gone and I can’t wait. Stay strong people. Not everyone can be. ❤️❤️