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Surviving

Ok, ok ,ok,  I’m sure the majority of you all watch the “Surviving R Kelly” docuseries. I literally sat there with my mouth on the floor the entire time. Personally, I believed the events these ladies described indeed transpired because their stories had a few common denominators. To see the hurt in their eyes and the sadness tremble in their voice was a bit much for me. My mind even wandered back to an interview I saw a while ago where K Michelle briefly spoke on her brief relationship with Kelly. If I’m not mistaken, she did an interview on the talk show “The Real.” She was very professional in her approach while answering questions about Kelly but, you could see the tears swelling in her eyes as the show was closing that segment. So damn tragic. The big kicker for me was during the docuseries Kelly’s incarcerated brother made the statement along the lines of everyone has a preference and Kelly’s preference was young girls. HOLD UP WAIT A MINUTE BRUH….Like where do they do that at?

I say that to say this. Age is more than a number when you’re underage! As an adult I choose to date men that are older than I am but at the end of the day I’m an adult. So many females are out here growing up faster than the speed of light. There’s so many dangerous men out here. Sick people that prey on our babies need to be thrown under the jail and have the key tossed from the highest point of Pikes Peak. A few other things bothered me with this situation as well….. 1. Why did people cover this up for so long? The people in his camp that helped him commit these heinous acts are just as guilty as he is. To me this socially screams that black women are not important because it was over looked for years. During this time he also continued to make music that we all danced to. Are we just gonna pretend it didn't happen and sweep it under the rug? 2. I watched one of the young ladies speak about how she was 14 years old when she went to his public trial. Little girl… get your behind back in the house and clean that room before your mama comes home! 3. THE PARENTS??? Like where the hell were they during all this madness? After my parents divorce,  my mother worked 3 jobs to support my sister and I. There were days I didn't see her at all but she did a great job at putting the fear of God in my sister and I both so we knew better then to run wild in her absence.

It's sad because in the black community we hide things like this as if it's gonna go away on it's own.  It was mentioned that Kelly had been molested as a child by his older sister. Did he ever receive the help he desperately needed? It's no secret that hurt people hurt other people. This doesn't give him a pass by any means but it bothers me that in black families we expect the victim to go on as if nothing happened as the accused walk around without a care in the world. Guess what honey, it's a bunch of sick grandpas, uncles, aunts and siblings out there. There's people walking around still trying to make sense of the unfortunate things that've happened to them and how the trust they once had for people that were suppose to love and protect them is now tarnished forever because of their sick actions.

Stop covering up evil to avoid having that uncomfortable conversation! Often times the monsters we hear about in situations such as these fly under the radar because no one ever suspects them. Shed light on these situations and rip off the mask they hide behind.

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