Love Struggles
I recently watched a movie that took me back to my early 20s.
There were parts of the movie that was hard to watch because it reminded me of my own personal experiences. I could relate more than I wanted to admit. It is unfortunate that some things we come to realize and see in hindsight.
I couldn’t see the love that was right in front of me. I took life too seriously. I wanted to succeed more than I wanted to live.
I wish this movie had been available back then. When I think about the reviews and comments that were listed, though, I may have been one of those women that still missed the point had I seen it back then. Perhaps the timing was perfect and for now.
Black men are some of the most misunderstood males on the planet. In their comments it seemed a lot of the women could not understand why the guy destroyed things in the apartment that he shared with the mother of his third child. They seemed to think it was because he wanted to hurt her. He was angry; however, his anger really wasn’t directed at her. He was trying to erase himself. He could only destroy the things that he made. He was a carpenter. If he had wanted to hurt her he would have destroyed her piano which was the item that meant the most to her. He did draw back his hammer to hit it but he couldn’t do it. He realized it wasn’t about her. It was about him. He sat down on…
