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Celebrities who have experienced racism

It is devastating that in 2020 we are witnessing discrimination and even killing of people for the color of their skin. Systemic racism has been catapulted back into the people’s consciousness following the dreadful killings of George Floyd, Ahmaud Arbery, and Breonna Taylor. People all over the world are raising their voices with Black Lives Matter protests.

Some celebrities have experienced racism, too. Read about their situations, and know that you are not alone – we are all fighting against racism. 

In the wake of these cold-hearted murders, many celebrities have finally spoken out and used their social media accounts to send powerful messages about #BlackLivesMatter and demand justice.

So, no matter their ‘celebrity status’, here are the stars that have experienced heartbreaking situations of racial discrimination. 

John Legend

Oscar and Grammy-winning artist opened up about a racist run-in he had experienced together with his wife, the model and cookbook author, Chrissy Teigen, in 2017.

Paparazzi at JFK basically called them monkeys. He felt awful, and he says that black people have dealt with being called monkeys for a long time. He believes that dehumanization has been a method of subjugation and racism of black folks. And, unfortunately, this is not a thing of the past. 

Michelle Obama

Michelle is the first black First Lady of the US. And we must admit that since 2009, she has inspired many people worldwide with her leadership. 

However, after they left the White House in 2017, the author finally opened up about the racial discrimination she received during her husband’s presidency.

Michelle revealed that she people called her an “ape in heels” and that she had a “gorilla face”. These phrases were said by government officials. She was disappointed to learn that even after 8 years of working hard for the country, there are people who will not respect her because of her skin color. 

Barack Obama

Obama made history when he became the first black President of the US. He admitted that even in Hawaii as a kid, he experienced racial discrimination for being a black man.  

When he was 10 years old, a woman didn’t want to share the elevator with him, even though she was going on the same floor as him. Then over time, he has learned that the locks will start going on doors as a black man crosses the street. He believes that people think African-American people are dangerous. And this presumption arises from the cultural and social perceptions that have been served to the people for a long time.

Meghan Markle

In May this year, a video of Markle speaking about her experience with racism reappeared online.

Meghan Markle Reflects on Her Experience With Racism in Resurfaced ...

The video was filmed before her Duchess days in 2012. In the video, she was wearing a t-shirt that said “I won’t stand for racism”, saying that she hoped the world would become more accepting of people in the future. Unfortunately, that didn’t happen. 

She is bi-racial, and most people cannot even tell what she is mixed with. So, all the slurs she has heard or the offensive names or jokes, strongly hit her. She even heard someone call her mom the offensive ‘N word’, so she is disappointed by the world, as we all are. 

Serena Williams

She is the best tennis player of this time, but she still has experienced disgusting racial treatment on a few occasions throughout her career.

When she was just 19 years old, she competed at Indian Wells. Serena endured the worst moment of racism in tennis history there. The whole stadium (99% white people) were booing and using racial slurs against her and her family. She won the match against Kim Clijsters, but the world still hasn’t won when it comes to racism. 

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How to be alone: Learning how to enjoy life

I believe there’s nothing harder than being alone. Until yesterday, you have functioned as a team with someone. Okay, at least, I thought we were a team, just us two. But we were actually two plus one. But, never mind. When I came home, I had someone to spend my day with. I had someone to whom I could complain about my bad day, and someone to yell even when he wasn’t guilty about anything. And I was always there for him – whenever he needed me. Well, from this perspective, maybe he wasn’t even listening to me – maybe he was thinking about something or someone else. But, I don’t care anymore.

There’s one good thing when bad things happen to you – God sends the right people into your life, so they can help with your pain. People who will help you carry your pain and put some color in your gray life. Maybe a total stranger will appear in your life that will stay with you until you start to see the sun that shines all the time. You feel like everyone notices the warm sun, except you. But, there is she. She appeared in my life like a snowdrop in early spring. She is my angel, my savior, my support. She is always there next to me, physically and mentally. She is always there for me, and my precious child. She is my closest friend and his aunty T. 

You, who unfortunately have had similar experiences like mine, know that besides your closest relatives, the others are preoccupied with pitying you. They “worry” how you’ll continue with your life, but they don’t even ask you whether you need something. A word, a sentence, a message, a consolation, or a hug would be enough. And when I think of hugs, I immediately regret I didn’t hug T more. I was feeling so good when she welcomed me in my home, with a big smile on her face. She was so happy, you’d think we hit the jackpot! And she just wanted to see me smile, happy, and with my head up. She just wanted me to overcome my problems.

I just wish to hug her again. I miss my T. I miss her every day. When I was the loneliest – I had her.  When I needed nice words – I had her. When I was angry – I had her. Every emotion that I’d express, she’d absorb it like a sponge, at least half of my emotions. Today, I wonder how she managed to do all that stuff. I would never be able to do those things, but she simply could.

The mourning phase lasted shortly, I think. Besides my daily responsibilities, my brain working with light speed worrying about my future, the future of my child, making plans to survive the day and the month, I didn’t feel like doing anything else. Everything I did was encouraged by T. She wanted us to grab cups of coffee together, cook together, go shopping, and eat cookies until we can no more. And one day, while I was driving to the nearest mall, we started to sing loud together in the car. I felt relieved from all the stress, nervousness, dark thoughts, and negative energy. 

The next day was Saturday. We got up at 8 o’clock, got ready, and woke up T. And we went on a road trip. We planned to travel 140 km, but we passed 332 km. We drove, stopped, and we looked at horses, cows, and sheep. We continued our road and had a cup of coffee in one small town, then continued to another, and arrived in a third town. We came back home at 10 pm. My angel and T were tired. I was happy! 

I finally found my therapy – long drive and music. The loudest music and even louder singing! After the wrong verses, there was long laughing with my T. In my sweetie, I saw again the sparkle in his eyes when he was seeing his mommy happy.

We repeated that day every weekend. Every weekend, we would choose a different location, different roads, new challenges, new kilometers, and new memories worth remembering. My sweetie was every time happier and happier when I would tell him: Get ready your bag, we’re going to sing.” We wouldn’t go anywhere without my T. She was my co-driver. She would give me tissues every time a song upset me. She sang together with me when my favorite song started.

I was sad because I was humiliated. But, after a short period, I was happy to be alone. 

The only thing worse than an empty bed is a vacant heart laying in one. 

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When people are afraid of you…

I had a cup of coffee with my friend for the first time since I had parted ways with my partner. I usually meet with my friends in playrooms, quiet cafes, or pastry shops. I choose places with fewer crowds, where I can relax without bothering anyone. Although Baby is a sweet and adorable kid who knows the rules when we aren’t at home, he is just a child, meaning he’s curious about everything!

I told her the news that I am a single mom now from recently, and she listened to me with disbelief, impatiently waiting to ask me how I am. “Great,” I responded to her. She was confused and asked me again, “Tell me, please, how are you?” I gave her the same answer – great. And she knows very well that I don’t act and I am brutally sincere for the world and me. “I feel amazing, why don’t you believe me? I would share with you any emotions associated with the situation, but you can see me – I look beautiful, nice, with a smile on my face, and full of life!” Inside everything is the same.

The lump in the throat I used to live with is gone. I can now breathe freely; I can talk without feeling anxiety inside me. My heart is full of love for Baby and that’s more than enough! Now, I am not just a mother, but I am a mother, lioness, and his whole world. For him, and above all for me, I will fight until my last breath. After everything has happened, I had the option to be as everyone expected me to be – sad and desperate. People still expect some terrible reactions from me. But I chose to be what I am now.

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Young girl with a baby. A girl with plans, ideas, and dreams. A girl who desires to experience and try everything unattainable so far for her. Once, when I was thinking that the anger would get to me and I could make some stupid thing, I stopped and went to take a shower with the hottest water possible for more than 40 minutes. I think that my body was burning and my soul was burning even more. The tears flowed faster than the water; my eyes were hurting from the tears.

I got out of the shower and I stood in front of the mirror. Naked person. My soul was naked. I talked with that person in the mirror. I believed in her that he won’t give up and I wanted to hear what she has to tell. The same person had two options – to cry, to grieve, to be furious and disappointed, to be angry and nervous, and end up on sedatives and inability to take care of Baby, or she could sit down and write what she has inside her.

She could see again her qualities, learn to respect herself, and walk in front of everything until she gets to a safe place where she could relax with Baby. I did the same, and I have concluded something – it’s the easiest to decide to stand firmly on your decision when you know who you are, and how much you are worth. 

That lifted me from the disappointment I experienced, and disrespect from the person I least expected. And for the action that made me succumb…for a moment! 

The belief in me, in Baby, in life, and above all in God, that has always protected me, it made me what I am today. I am happy alone, and inside me. 

She just watched me and couldn’t believe my words… “What bravery,” she said silently. “You have so much power, and you’re so strong! I admire you and I envy you. Well done.” 

It isn’t easy to tell these things to people, because after they hear your story, they run away from you as if they are running away from fire! They know subconsciously that when they do me some wrongs, I can live without them. I can easily turn away and continue with my life as if they never were part of it. 

Nobody thinks for his or her actions and if there is a reason to hurt me or whether I deserve. I often forgive, I try even to forget. We are humans, we all make mistakes. But the beauty after the mistake is the art to know how to apologize from your heart and to show that the mistake wasn’t intentional.  

People are afraid of mentally strong women. But they don’t know that their strength comes from being tested by life’s unpredictability. They would be lucky to have such a woman in their lives! These women are prepared for every fight life throws at them!  

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I am a strong woman, and I am proud of that

The strong woman isn’t born strong, but life made her like that. 

The strong woman cries only when she is alone and where there is no one around her.

The strong woman cries only after she put to bed her children and wished them a good night with a big smile on her face.

The strong woman cries only when she feels powerless when things don’t depend on her.

Otherwise, a strong woman doesn’t cry.

She doesn’t even cry when an injustice is inflicted upon her. She lives and draws energy from the desire to bring justice.

She lives to prove that there isn’t a problem without a solution.

She lives from the problems and the obstacles that life puts in her way.

She is ready to wait and to show to all people, who did her wrong, where they belong. 

The problems are like a motivation for her – from which she inspires herself. 

The strong woman is strong not only for her and her children.

She is strong for all people around her. 

She is strong even when she is the most fragile, worrying about everyone to be well.

The strong woman hugs the strongest. 

She kisses the most passionately. 

After one night spent with a man, she dreams about him the next thousands of nights. 

She doesn’t know for a favorite color.

She doesn’t know for favorite clothing.

She doesn’t know for rest.

She is simply strong. 

She likes everything because everything suits her. 

She knows that style isn’t important, but the performance is what matters. 

She is stubborn and headstrong.

She is insolent and proud.

She is braver than a child is.

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She takes risks and exposes to problems consciously because she only wants what is best for her loved ones.

The strong woman laughs the loudest only when her soul is falling apart.

The strong woman fights with her last atoms before going to bed, sending away the burden of that day.

The strong woman is simply strong.

She is stronger than the strongest fighter is. 

She is stronger than the best psychotherapist is.

She is stronger than herself.

She is strong, both physically and mentally. 

She rises 10 cm above the ground when she walks.

She fascinates with her appearance and melts everything with her look.

She can burn you with her touch. 

She enters the room like a winner. 

She knows just for winning in life.

The strong woman doesn’t beg for attention, she either gets it or leaves. 

The strong woman doesn’t chase anyone, because she knows that chasing someone is a waste of time.

The strong woman leaves without turning back.

But she only leaves when someone hurts her.

She withdraws in herself and tries to heal her wounds with work and new tasks, so she can go out again as a winner.

The strong woman knows exactly what she wants from life. 

“I’m tough, ambitious and I know exactly what I want. If that makes me a bitch, Okay.” – Madonna

The strong woman doesn’t want anything else other than love and respect.

She has everything that she needs.

The strong woman has her standards and criteria.

She knows what she owns, too.

She is aware of her value.

She knows how to live her life to the fullest.

She has goals and does everything in her power to accomplish those goals. 

She is the best organizer of the 24 hours in the day. 

She is the best mother and even a better wife.

She is the best housewife and the most passionate lover.

She is capable to hold her whole family in her two hands. 

She can move the Alps and bring the birds back to the south in the middle of winter. 

She is always capable to do the impossible.

She never expects anything and she doesn’t long for anything. 

She wakes up, works, and succeeds. 

She doesn’t wait for anything from anyone. 

She is independent and herself. 

She doesn’t ask for anything, she just gives. 

She gives from the bottom of her heart. 

She gives everything or nothing, on merit.

She loves, makes, and fight in this cruel world.

This woman cries only when she is alone and where there’s no one around her.

She cries in a locked room, in the dark. She cries the quietest and the most painfully.

Even the air cannot move that weight.

The strong woman is always remembered as strong. 

“We need women who are so strong they can be gentle, so educated they can be humble, so fierce they can be compassionate, so passionate they can be rational, and so disciplined they can be free.” – Kavita Ramdas

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