Have you ever wondered if you’re really “good enough,”
or is that other black gay males aren’t good enough for you?

i love seeing conversations like ^this.
it reminds me i’m not alone and other black gay males feel the same.
it’s this lingering question of…

“Am I good enough to date or settle down with?”

or…

“Am I good enough…
period?”

being a black gay man can feel like running a marathon with no finish line in sight.
we’re constantly proving our worth,
whether to family,
friends,
or ghosts of past bullies.
we jump into situationships,
only to be hit with:

“You’re not good enough but good enough to fuck and suck”

because in this life of freedom,
no structure,
or end game,
it’s always looking for the next best thing to satisfy a temporary fix.
as life would have it,
some random you had to heal from decides to circle back and hit you with:

“You know,
you were good enough besides the fucking and sucking.”

oh,
the irony.
so one of two things happens:

1) That version of us that was once into them is long gone and they’re left to try and prove they are good enough for us now.

2) Out of loneliness and no other options,
we give them another shot and end up in a fresh round of toxic mess.

isn’t it funny how people toss you aside for what they think is a flaw,
only to realize later it was exactly what they needed?

…and honestly,
i’m glad i was treated unfairly.
it taught me to be fair with others.
i’m a great friend and an even amazing fox to date.

So no matter how successful,
how chiseled,
or how many followers they have,
many of these black gays are damaged goods.

and until they get their own therapy and healing…

They’ll never be good enough for me or anyone else.