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I Love Black Men...I hope I'm not alone!



I have been reading a lot of blog posts, reading articles, and listening to hear-say about the Black Man! I'm sad to say that it has been all negative! This completely saddens my heart. I absolutely love black men and I mean this. There is nothing I want more than to be madly in love with an amazing black man...again!


Now don't get me wrong there are some bad seeds in all races but that in no way says that all black men are unworthy! I feel that all of us have been influenced by the negative images media releases! And personally I think that Black women have taken heed to these the most. I have been involved in numerous conversations where fellow friends try to convince me that there are no good black men left in the world. Maybe I'm naive but I refuse to believe that. No person is perfect, which means no man will be. I'm not saying lower your standards but I do feel that you need to have realistic ones. If you want a man that is intelligent, put together, caring compassionate and all that other jazz be prepared for him to be corny..and slightly socially awkward!! I mean he had to sacrifice something to get that degree. If you have expectations like that you'll be happier in the end. That can't be too much of a compromise!




All in all I LOVE Black Men!!! It hurts me that there is such a bad rep for them. And if there is anything I can do to slowly change the minds of some I would be happy. Yes statistics show that there are more black men in jail than in college, yes it may seem that black men are threatened by black women with more success than them, and yes it may seem that black men are more infatuated with white women right now! But I don't think this all true...notice I used the word "seem." I just wish more people (mostly black woman) would take a step back and really give black men a chance. I just hope I'm not the only one that hasn't given up in them!

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