Juneteenth is a day of Black American joy and celebration. It honors the emancipation from slavery in the United States.
We want to see what makes you joyful, Black Tumblr. With very many of us processing grief, loss, and trauma, making space for joy is vital. Especially as we continue social distancing measures into the summer.
This Friday, June 19th, use the tag #JuneteenthJoy along with #Blackout and #BlackoutDay to share your smiles, your strength, and your art and music. Anything that makes you happy.
We are also committing to donating $19 dollars to 19 organizations and bail funds and challenging our allies to do the same. Stay tuned for our Juneteenth list on Friday.
Right now, there’s an influx of monetary abundance towards me because I am black, I’m VERY grateful, but I want MORE than abundance in money. I want abundance in worldwide support, love, self love, self care, and CHANGE. These are my words. I made this in 2019 during Black History Month for M*nyVids (not sure if I’ll get flagged for mentioning them so it’s censored) and it still keeps me going today. During that month, I wanted to die. Because I was going through a transformation. I left behind a life where I was surrounded by people who only cared about blackness if it was quiet.
My white ex-gf only supported blackness if it was quiet. She tried to silence me and she’s history (amongst other awful things). My white mother (I’m adopted) nearly got cut off until she finally changed and grew to try and understand blackness. So many white “friends” back in 2016 supporting Tr*mp deleted. I was surrounded by white moderates and although I’m still not done severing ties with all of them (only because SOME of them I need a court order to do so and I don’t have the money rn) I know I am done. SO done.
I wasn’t going to say ANYTHING. I was going to just try and sit alone in meditation and try and stay calm because I know that I’m triggered rn. But then I realized how far I’ve come. How many triggers I’ve faced HEAD ON over the past few years. Being brave enough to face my fears. To go into my trauma and integrate fragments of my soul back into myself. To go inward and love my inner child. I’m healed enough to speak out without falling apart and I’m doing it NOW.
Every. single. black. life. MATTERS. Every single one.
Black sex workers, queer LGTB black people, disabled black people, black parents, black families, black babies, black non-binary people, black women, black men, fat black people, skinny black people, unconventionally attractive black people, conventionally attractive black people, EVERY BLACK LIFE MATTERS. Support each and EVERY black life.
All I want is this message shared and for you ALL to face your inner traumas. To love yourselves (even your OLD selves, if you were problematic before that self IS important because it taught you valuable lessons) deeply and completely.
Support black sex workers ALL THE TIME. Support ALL black owned businesses ALL the time. Support black healing ALL the time. Support us ALL the time. Not just when one of us are slain yet again.
So it’s always very hard to ask for help but I’ve learned it’s ok to go to community for support.
it’s been some months since both my mom and grandma died two weeks apart, then I was laid off of work shortly after returning due to the pandemic, and the pandemic financial assistance ends this week.
I live in New York where my rent is $2600 and my roommate’s hours were cut and landlords are not cutting anyone any breaks. I’m coming to community to ask for help-if anyone has a bit of money to spare, it would be very appreciated ☺️
My cashapp is $dgood1 and I also have zelle, paypal and venmo. Thank you, even if you don’t have money to spare, any kind and well wishing thoughts and prayers would go a mighty long way 🙏🏾 💚
So when we gonna have a conversation about Black mixed kids dealing w/ anti-blackness from one of their parents? Like how you gonna have a kid w/ a Black person and then throw out microaggressions or racism towards your own child? Then the other parent feels like booboo the fool 🤡 my dad and stepdad are both Black and my mom is Hispanic. My mom clearly fetishizes Black men because she has a long history of dating them. “What if it’s a preference?” No it is not and imma tell you why. Listen you can have a preference to date a certain race but it crosses that boundary to fetishization when you obsess over their bodies like reducing a race to their dick size like “I only date Black guys because they have the best dick” shit like that and of course can fully be racist or throw out microaggressions. My mom has never said anything like that but if she really loved and supported Black men, she would be educated about the shit we go through but she’s not. This is what she’s done to me, her own Black child:
-Said my eyes look like frog eyes (because they’re big) (as a joke)
-Compared my skin tone to diarrhea as a joke
-“Look im almost as dark as you!”
-Looks at my hair and goes “oof that’s gonna take some work”
-“You could’ve said it with more peppiness” (checking my tone)
-“you didn’t even sound excited” (checking my tone)
None of this is okay and we need to have these conversations.
I honestly dont care what some of yall have to say about Beyonce and her latest visual album.
As an African, I for one LOVE the romanticization of African cultures and existence. Slap me in the face with it. You cant deny shes making art. Whether you think it’s all for the money or not. And what about it. That shit is still high quality art. Outside of Afrobeat music there isnt much rep and content out there when it comes to visual art from the continent and even the diaspora. More like, how can I as someone not living a high density Black/African place have access to this type of art.
I want more ,books, movies, art, art, art and more art for and by Africans and the diaspora. Whether or not its all a “ploy to make millions”.
I never thought I would ever cut my hair. Honestly for a long time I placed alot of my value in my hair. Worrying that if I didn’t have it I wouldn’t look feminine enough. Being a black girl, having long “good hair” is highly praised and the goal. I spent many years hating my hair texture and trying everything to make it grow. Wasnt until I was 21 years old did I even feel comfortable leaving the house with my natural hair (without a perm, without it straight, without a weave, and without braids). It took me 21 years to be comfortable with my OWN hair that grows out of my head. Even when I told ppl I wanted to cut it, they would question me and put doubtful thought in my head. But not this time! At 24 years old, for the first time in my life I can truely say Im comfortable with me. All parts of me! No doubt, No insecurities. I’m truely entering this decade with a new outlook on my self worth. I finally feel free ✨
Empathetic Society, is a new group/platform where me and a few others will be dedicating our time, skills and effort into creating dope content that accurately represents all POC. Something that is not seen often in our communities especially in mainstream media.
Tumblr has always been a great place to not only try new things but find dope content and people that are like you that will support it. Over my 3 years of being on here i have found so much support in my writing and promotion of black content.
Anyone thats been following me should know that im always vocal in calling out inadequacy and straight up bullshit that is found in the black community. The formation of this group/platform is a way to continue that in a more impactful way for not just the black community but all minorities that deal with the same issues.
We are here to create a space for creative POC to not only find dope content thats not your typical or generic content, But also be a way for other dope content creators that don’t normally get the attention or recognition they deserve to finally have a way to be seen.
We’re supporting the artist, writers, singers, crafters, poets, gamers, etc that normally get overshadowed by the typical rebloging of old Twitter post or Aesthetics that’s gets over circulated on here.
Most of the best content that has made tumblr standout to me has been buried underground. So here’s my attempt to bring that to the forefront.
Welcome to the Underground.
Welcome to Empathetic Society.
Specialties/Role: Writer, Editor, Promoter, Organizer and Creator of Empathetic Society
Upcoming Projects: Telephone (comic), Class of Clairvoyant (comic), Eyes Behind The Mask (comic), Coon in a Colorful Heaven (Book)
Event- Content Creators will be picked and promoted to help gain attention to their pages or content.
Start Date: TBA
Event- Play competitive games with or against Empathetic Societywith the chance of winning cash rewards!
Start Date: TBA
As you can see we are a serious group of content creators than plan on being around for awhile. Through out this time we’ll be uploading content from pictures, comics, animations, to videos. Please follow everyone and support all of their work.
Later on we will be announcing our Patreon where you will gain access to our big projects such as Class of Clairvoyant, Eyes Behind The Mask, and future content to be announced.
Also if you’re a content creator that also wants to be a part of the group, message either me or one of the members and we can begin the process of getting you in. We’re only accepting 2 more at the moment. But as we expan so will our members.
Thank You All for reading and we can’t wait to bring you guys all of the content we’ve been working on and have planned.