 the life of a black woman entrepreneur involves
detaching from the idea of ur life, livilihood, dependent on the 9 to 5, 2.5 kids w/a house in the suburbs & some sort of imagined security that a pension & retirement package provides is scary but looking at the pension sustained retirements around me accompaned by bored, angry, 6pm martini middle class folks i’ve met who are enraged that they never got rich convinced me of my path Posted @withrepost • @dioufsarah 3’ One day u have a plan & everything goes accordingly the next is abt testing ur ability to stay afloat when the waves hit by the time u realize u have 3 to 4 people’s income & lives depending on ur resilience, they hit hard u lose weight, u sleep less, one day ur anxious, the next u laugh abt how all of this is crazy, one month u make so much money u don’t understand, the next ur skin breaks out of from stress, u meet great people along the way, u lose some w/out explanation u enter relationships w/the hope of digging more strength to keep going together, only to be hit by more waves u’re looked down in spaces bec u do not fit society standards called crazy for choosing financial independence over the [security] of a marriage, So at some point u sit cry a little bit to get it all out then u breathe & keep going bec we got bills, fam. A friend who recently turned 30 told me she would stop celebrating birthdays & letting people acknowledging her age as a measure of accomplishment, but instead celebrate every single win & let that be an indicator of her success (gifts still welcome) & even though Im still down to blow a candle or two, I love that idea, as I believe at times, we’re so caught up in doing, wrapping up, starting the next thing, that we do not properly enjoy the small victories.
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