I’ve been waiting to write about this specific topic for a while, and I am extremely thankful to Raven Tailor for giving me the platform to do so. I would also like to thank you, in advance, for taking the time out to read it. It is greatly appreciated. Before I begin, however, I would like too clearly state that this post is not aimed at bashing any skin colour. I am writing this to raise awareness about the problems dark-skin people, like myself, encounter every day and to empower them to embrace and love their dark-skin. I am completely aware of the different struggles, people may have gone through because of their skin colour and would love to hear all about them as well. I would also like this post to open a discussion, about what we women face because of our skin colour and what we as women can do to uplift one another- despite the colour of the next women’s skin. So, sit back, relax, and enjoy.
For centuries, the beauty of dark-skinned women has been lessened. Due to this, many women hate their dark-skin and may often feel uncomfortable in their beautiful skin. Some may even be afraid to talk about their skin because of how long society has bashed it down and engraved into their heads that having dark-skin is ugly. For years, I was ashamed of my dark-skin and I am here to share with you, the journey of how I came to reclaim the power of my skin colour and how the beauty of, “The black skin is not a badge of shame, but rather a glorious symbol of national greatness.”
For many years, I walked around feeling ashamed of my dark skin. I find it scary how young, we had to internalise that having dark-skin was a bad thing. While growing up, I often remember being so envious of all my light-skinned friends and asking God why I couldn’t have their skin. I was so ashamed of my skin, to a point where I was afraid of having my photos taken (even in a group) or being in the spotlight because I felt like everyone would notice my dark-skin and remind me that I was not beautiful or attractive. When I did have my photo taken or took a selfie, I would use filters to make my skin look as light as possible. I also hated my afro, because I felt like it made me look darker than I already was, and would relax it as much as possible. I even remember dreaming about the day I would have enough money to bleach my skin to make it lighter. Little things that people would say too, would really affect me, like walking into a make-up place and having them tell me that they didn’t have something for my complexion. I was unhappy and ashamed of my dark-skin and isolated myself as much as possible because of it.
There were numerous amounts of times when people would mention what beautiful skin I had, however, I never really believed it, because I thought people were trying to be nice. It was only last year that I finally embarked on my self-acceptance journey. I stumbled upon the Vogue magazine and read one of Lupita Nygong’o interviews. I loved this specific part, “I cannot run away from who I am and my complexion or the larger society and how they may view it”. It was upon reading this that I came to the realisation that I am who I Am! I didn’t need society to define what is considered beautiful or not. Just because society had laid down rules of what is beautiful, I didn’t have to agree with what they said. I began to wake up every morning, walked to the mirror and told myself repeatedly that my dark-skin is beautiful. It took a while to begin accepting and loving my skin. I will attest that sometimes, I fall into the trap of feeling inadequate because of my skin colour, but it’s in those moments that I remind myself of that specific quote and how much God loves me.
There may be dark-skin women reading this right now and may have related to some of the things I mentioned above. I would like to encourage you to love your skin! I know it isn’t always easy, trust me I know; however, I want you to know that having dark-skin is nothing to be ashamed of. Your dark-skin has never and will never be a blemish or a problem. Over time, I have learned that it all begins and ends with us. Over time, I hope you learn that straight hair is not the only acceptable hair type. That having dark-skin and kinky hair is nothing to be ashamed of. Embrace your natural heritage and your dark-skin…Because once you do, it’s a wrap, folks!
Once again, thank you so much for reading this. I would love to hear from you, so be sure to comment below.