As a young woman, I don’t like competing with other
women. I think it’s petty. As much as I try to avoid it, it seems inevitable at
times. I’m in competition with no one but myself, however, I feel the
discomfort and hatred when faced with another woman, who doesn’t try to
challenge me in a healthy way (like going for a job, for example) but instead,
attempts to one up me in a childish manner to prove a point, because she’s either
threatened, or insecure. I don’t like that, and unfortunately I see it all the
time. I’ve adopted a mantra that simply goes, if she wins, I win, we all win. As women, especially young women,
we’re all in different places and roles in our lives ranging from students, to
professionals, mothers, daughters, sisters, spouses, girlfriends, and etc. and
celebrating each other vs. competing with one another, or downplaying another’s
success, regardless of what stage the other is in, can improve. I’ve been to many
weddings, baby showers, and other various events to support my fellow
sisterhood of different family members and friends, but when I graduated from
college and started applying for different career opportunities, I noticed the
silence and discouraging comments that were whispered, and thrown my way. I
learned that there will be people who don’t clap when you’re winning; even
people that you thought would.
Experiencing this really hurt, because while I’m not picking out a wedding gown
or putting a kid on the bus for their first day of school, I’m steady grinding
for a better life, while trying to become a better version of myself. Not only
have I had this happen to me, but some other smart, go-getting, young women I
know, don’t get the support from their family, friends, and other women that
they need, sometimes. Regardless of how independent someone may come off, it doesn’t
dismiss the fact that they should be celebrated and supported, too. I know I
want to be in a position someday, where I’m able to help put young women
through college that want to go, because I want to see them make it in this
world. Remember, if she wins, I win, we
all win. It’d be great if more women supported each other, instead of
competing with one another, or downplaying each other’s wins. We could all get
ahead so much further together, than apart. Hopefully, that day will come.
About a year ago, I had a dream my dad wanted to talk to our family about something serious. I wasn’t sure what he wanted to discuss, but I knew it was something I needed to prepare myself for. Around the time after I had this dream, I remember stopping by my parents place and sensing something was going on that they weren’t telling me. I tried to dismiss what I’d been feeling, but I couldn’t shake it. Something serious was happening. As I returned to my home after visiting them one day, I was in my kitchen washing dishes when a heaviness hit my heart like nothing I’d ever felt before. Something’s wrong with dad. That’s what that dream was about. God, what’s going on? As I continued washing dishes, I started crying and praying. Then in mid-spring, my dad held an unexpected family meeting that would change all our lives forever. He hesitated at first, and as his voice started cracking and he started crying, he said, “Well, I wanted to talk to ya’ll to tell you that I have kidney disea...