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From a Predominately White Institution to a Predominately White World - Part 3

 A PWI didn't prepare for me for America like I thought it would. Continued...

 I thought I was going to a prestigious school would have prepared me for anything. Meaning I would come out sharp, smart, and ready to take on the world. I thought I would learn more than my counterparts and in a few years, I would be a Vice President, or even have my own small company. Instead, I was prepared alright, prepared for a lifelong uphill battle and I don't even think I have made it off the ground yet. 

Every position thereafter has been more of the same. White men and women take credit for my ideas, tattle to bosses for every small mistake I make, lie on me, and soon or later after I am used up, I am let go for not fitting into the company culture. I want to say I realize it now. I did myself a disservice by going to a PWI. I see my Spellman sisters and Howard University Alums and how they love on each other and I am jealous! I want that! I want to be excited about Homecoming weekend and get to see people I know, love, and having a deeper understanding with. Instead I avoid alumni weekend like it's my job. If I had it to do over again, I would not have chosen a PWI because it prepared me for the worst but, didn't give me the best.  

Microaggressions are real, and Black women are held to a different standard.  Racism is at every level, and at any level is wack. Hindsight is still 20/20. Sharon Osbourne just last week told a black women she wasn't allowed to feel when she was upset over being called out for her racist antics. Sharon was fired, but, this is the exception. In every corporate role I have had, when a white women challenged me, I was called the aggressor. They were allowed to express their thoughts no matter how racist and I had to take it. With each piling aggression I would get a file, and then I would be fired and the white woman was always promoted for the mental anguish. In the words of Elenor Roosevelt, "Well behaved women seldom make history". Well, after my last 20 years of fighting the good fight, that must mean only one thing. I am destined for greatness. 


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