How I Fully Realized My Black Identity in 2020

<p>My first memory of feeling &ldquo;other&rdquo; in a group of black people was at Kim Hill&rsquo;s 11th birthday party.</p> <p>It was &rsquo;99 into the 2000s, and we were poppin&rsquo; our butts to &ldquo;Back That Thang Up&rdquo; by Juvenile. Well, I thought I was until I was unceremoniously called out by another black girl. &ldquo;What is you doin???&rdquo;</p> <p>I was embarrassed, and it was a couple years before I had the confidence to dance again. Until that point, I hadn&rsquo;t exactly realized I wasn&rsquo;t &ldquo;black-black.&rdquo; I knew I sounded &ldquo;like a white person,&rdquo; but I called my mom &ldquo;Momma,&rdquo; loved black music, and had a bunch of cousins I wasn&rsquo;t related to. Not to mention, I was black.</p> <p><a href="https://medium.com/@brianna.weldon/how-i-fully-realized-my-black-identity-in-2020-396c765c46ac"><strong>Website</strong></a></p>
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