Experiencing a bad break up? Call me, so I can tell you how he’s not ish and undeserving of your love. I’ll uplift your spirits and remind you of the strong beautiful woman you are.

Bad blood between your family? It’s cool. I got you. Come over or I’ll come scoop you. You need to get out the house and surround yourself with positive energy.

Pregnant? Job not going your way? Feeling depressed? School got you stressed out? Baby daddy tripping? Finances suck? Car troubles? Whatever it is, please lay it on me. I got you. There’s nothing to fear. I’ve always been there, either with a tissue or a sympathetic tear. Maybe you needed more than ear. Lol oh don’t worry, keys and a tire iron can handle any of the damage required to fix your damage.

However, I just don’t understand it. How are you constantly always getting yourself into these situations? Maybe you should be more like me. You know the strong black woman who doesn’t let a man or a friend wear her down. I mean really life goes on. People come and go. And like they say life is 10% what happens to you and 90% how you react to it. So girl please get your act together and move on.

That’s what I do. You see all that I’ve been through. Let’s see… There’s the broken home, broken family, broke lifestyle, broken heart, and broken dreams. Yet, here I stand through it all with a smile on my face. Still plowing forward with my head held high. Trying to convince myself as I tell you life just happens and the best thing you can do is move on.

Except that hasn’t been working for me so much lately. The elasticity on my feeling is wearing off. I just can’t seem to the beat the morning blues. And that same blue hue meets me in the afternoon and evening too. I thought about calling you, maybe cash in on all the times I helped you.

But I can’t, you know, I’m the strong friend. The one who always smiles and follows up with a hilarious joke. You know the one who says the most inappropriate things unapologetically. I’m the one who has curses out your male friends when they do you wrong.

Yup, I want to tell you all these things. I would like to admit that the roles have flipped but I’m embarrassed and ashamed. It seems like as everyone finds their light mine slowly dim. I don’t want to be the shadow who darkens anyone world.

…and every moment that I fall into my never ending hole of despair and self-pity, one of you text me good news and I get happy for you. And I know all isn’t lost. I know I can move forward because there was a time when you were where I am now.