Thanks, Shea Moisture. In light of your recent marketing snafu, I realized that like you, I was a fraud. Maybe I was even worse than Shea Moisture, because I knew I wanted to prioritize Black women and I never did.
When I published, My Husband Didn’t Make Me Happy, my inbox was flooded with emails. I was surprised, by the number of comments and emails I received from people who thought that me valuing my own happiness was selfish. Weak. Greedy. Immature. Who was I, to have the audacity to expect and demand happiness?
I am an addict. I have textbook addiction. According to the American Society of Addiction Medicine, addiction is characterized by the inability to consistently abstain, impairment in behavioral control, cravings, a diminished recognition of significant problems with one’s behaviors and interpersonal relationships, and a dysfunctional emotional response. Yep, that’s me.