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Ghaze

@badboyghaze

11 days ago

Where I'm from, you learn to be strong before you learn to be successful🖤💪🏿

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Ghaze

@badboyghaze

11 days ago

Where I’m From I’m from the South. A place where dreams can feel like a luxury, and where sometimes, when someone finally makes it out, people don’t call it hard work. They call it magic. They say you must have done something. They say there must be a ritual behind your success, because where I’m from, it’s easier for people to believe in something mysterious than to believe that someone actually fought their way out. Where I’m from, if your family isn’t strong, you’re already starting from behind. My mother taught us how to read and write, even when her own shirt collar (job) wasn’t white. She gave us knowledge when she didn’t have much else to give. While my father worked nonstop, day after day, doing everything he could so his children wouldn’t have to stretch their hands out to anyone just to survive. Where I’m from, you learn to be strong before you learn to be successful. You learn that survival comes first. You learn that nobody is coming to save you. You learn to keep going even when the road ahead doesn’t look like it’s leading anywhere. Where I’m from, it’s difficult to dream. Talk less of achieving it. The environment teaches you to settle. The circumstances teach you to lower your expectations. And sometimes, the people around you will convince you that your dreams are too big simply because they’ve never seen anyone around them achieve them. But where I’m from is a matrix. A place designed to make you believe that the life you’re born into is the life you’re destined to live. And only the bold ones make it out. The ones who dare to dream when everyone else tells them to be realistic. The ones who keep moving when the odds say stop. The ones who carry their family, their pain, their past, and their hopes on their backs and still find a way to move forward. So when you see someone from where I’m from make it, don’t call it magic. You don’t know the nights they survived. You don’t know the sacrifices their parents made. You don’t know how many times they almost gave up. You don’t know the battles they fought just to become the person you see today. I’m from the South. I’m from a place where dreaming is difficult, but where the bold still dream. And if I make it out, I’ll know it wasn’t magic. It was survival.

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