I love my mother but I would never want to be her.
Her life was hard—losing her father before secondary school and her mother before college. She craves male attention, something I used to think was abnormal until I realized I was the peculiar one for being uninterested in approval from the opposite sex.
I know she's grateful for my "masculine" work ethic—the one that has kept her entire family financially afloat—but in so many ways, I know she wishes I was a more "feminine" woman.
Well, don't worry, Mom. We're both disappointed.
The Uncomfortable Mirror
As I see the world more as it is, not as I would like it to be, I wish I had a more independent-minded, spirited mother. I wish my mother didn't navigate the world with the spiritual psychosis and broken spirit of the typical African woman. I wish she didn't carry that same stench of loserdom that gripped the majority of women from older generations.
I wish my mother wasn't a loser.
And most especially, I wish she didn't want to project her loser mindset onto me simply because that was the default setting for women around her.
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