Sweettea's blog: "Who I am o/"

A comment I recieved this evening has inspired me. It's not the first time I have heard this and it bothers me. I shall start it like this: 

I am who I am. I am beautiful. My skin is as Black as Midnight and my lips are as full and lucious as ripe fruit. My hair is as Curly and kinky as if I were fresh off the boat. This is who I am. This is what makes me beautiful. My body is full and oh so earthy that men can help but to wish for a chance even when they know not why. My fertile curves can attract men on an istictual level, and i say men not boys for only real men can feel it's call. From the darkness of my skin to the light that is in my eyes. I shine!

So for those that do not know, I say this. Don't ever tell me "I have never really liked black women but you are attractive" Or "your attractive for a black girl". It is insulting. Women fight hard to find the beauty within themselves. Black women especially. I am the epitome of what a brown skinned woman is. In my eyes. And I would never want someone attracted to me when it is false. I have said this to men before. You shoulda always liked black women. What fool man doesnt? You can not be attracted to ME and not like black women. It doesnt make sense. Any man worth his sense knows a woman needs/wants to feel as if she is what he really wants and what he is attracted to. Maybe my opinion is colored by the fact that I find it said.. Not all realize the beauty of the colred girls. I see beautiful black women everyday. All different shades and colors. I like to think all women are beautiful. Why is it so hard for others to see? It is so sad to me. I pity that guy who sent me that comment tonight. All I could was shake my head and feel such pity for him. I have heard it before. Maybe thats one reason I post my pictures so freely where ever I go. Because I KNOW I am beautiful. Not like a skinny girl model. But Like a woman. A woman with brown eyes and brown skin and brown hair. I am not young, I am also a mother. I am a woman grown. So I have this.. beauty.. This .. Light that shines inside of me. No one can take it away with hateful words or closed minded bigotry. I can't wait for the world to notice it. That matters not to me. I know. So I must teach my daughters. Teach them that they are beautiful as they are dispite the Cinderellas and Snow whites they seem to look up to. They want to be Princess with down hair etc and I must show them what is real. For we are not a Fairy Tale.