In all seriousness, the saddest part of seeing sisters have such negative reactions to #WAP is mainly because I know they’re lying. They’re either:
1) consistently smashing on the low and pretending to feel bad about it because they think that’s what they’re supposed to do.
1) consistently smashing on the low and pretending to feel bad about it because they think that’s what they’re supposed to do.
2) consistently or periodically smashing on the low, feeling guilty about it and asking God to deliver them...until the next time when the cycle repeats itself.
3) secretly wishing they were 1 or 2 but are too afraid so they publicly ridicule while privately envying.
3) secretly wishing they were 1 or 2 but are too afraid so they publicly ridicule while privately envying.
Black Christian women are some of the most repressed folks on the planet because, whether they’re getting it in or not, so many sisters can’t get out of their own heads to get out of their own way.
You ain’t gotta be Cardi or Meg but you gotta find a way to see yourself as whole and good and stop understanding pleasure+intimacy from a place of sin.
“What’s at stake if I rethink pleasure+intimacy from a space that withholds from me but allows me to see it as part of the abundant life Jesus said he came to give me?”
That question, and seeking the answer, shifted a lot of shit for me.
That question, and seeking the answer, shifted a lot of shit for me.
I promise you the world ain’t gon stop turning if you allow yourself to fully enjoy the sex you’re already having or could be having if you get out your own way. Actually, you’d probably be a much nicer person and we’d be able to tolerate your uppity ass. LOLOL
