i had anasty headache yesterday,
plus been waking up to some weird ass anxiety,
i took a sick day,
but i woke up today to ^this foxmail. this lurker is very angry over my entry in regards to ( x atl tayh ).
for 5 years, insecure became my “must-see” tv.
i damn near told everyone who didn’t watch to tune in asap. karaoke and i were huge stans that would talk about the showad-nauseam.
i never thought i’d see it come to an end so soon tbh.
there were so many more stories and experiences to explore. black twitter needed another season or two to come alive on sunday nights. the series finale was last night and well… spoilersahead btdubs…
it took one lonely thanksgiving for me to be introduced to season 1 of hbo’s insecure.
it was the same year the show came out but i waited to watch.
i “had seen” everyone tweeting and talking about it,
but i’m usually turned off by too much hype. as i watch this last season for the series i love, i keep asking myself…
i knew tiffany, the character played by amanda seales on insecure, was an aka (alpha kappa alpha) but it never defined her character to me. i didn’t even know the 4 characters went to stanfordtbh.
even though tiffany brings the bougie energy between the 4,
she isn’t someone that i pay too much attention to.
from what i know,
they never disrespected the aka organization on the show. the akas (and the whole greek life) is having a fit now because aka “revolt“…
many of us in our late 20s, 30s, and 40s are still trying to find a sense of direction. remember when we were so confidentwhen we were younger? “we had all the time in the world” – molly.
now it seems like we don’t have much time at allthese days.
in these crazy times,
it’s easy to fall into the:
“I’m not where I need to be!”
…venus fly trap of insecure thinking.
we watch everyone else making moves,
living these amazing lives,
but we’re still at the starting line or running in the wrong direction. that is how i felt after watching the newest episode of insecure,
for their final season. i legit cried…