I remember years ago trying to be a blogger/vlogger. Times were different. I was different. Like so many kids today, I overshared and had an unfiltered approach to being a content creator. Well, maybe there was some filter. Because when I reflect back on my early 20s, I had some sense not to share every foolish decision I made.
But creating content is so much easier when there is no line to worry about. The line is what I struggle with constantly. I find myself being served with a great idea, but I wonder what would happen if this blog suddenly blew up (laughable now….but it could happen)? What would be the end result?
I am a black woman in an almost all-white company. While I grew up in a predominately white environment, I don’t know if I have ever been faced with so many conversations pertaining to race in the workspace. I share stories with my friends, and the question always lingers: are these moments blatantly racist, or are these white people who don’t have enough exposure to black people to know better.
Don’t get me wrong, my fingers itch to post every time race is brought up at work, but it is a struggle because I know these people and, for the most part, genuinely like most of them. However, I feel like the line stops me. A line that I don’t know how far over I am willing to cross just yet.
Most black people have put up with their share of foolishness at the office. But in this age of social media and the climate of racial discussions, I wonder if black people would be my greatest obstacle in sharing my story as I continue to stay the office black girl beyond the keyboard.
Only time will tell….
The Office Black Girl 