Kim Ward (a Facebook friend) wrote a very powerful post in the No More Nonsense Facebook Group. It was so well-written, I had to share! Here It Is.
Men tell us that they want a ride-or-die chick. They want a woman that is committed and one that won't head for the hills when times get rough. We are critical of a woman that don't stand by their man- even after he has lost the third job in as many months or after he has been unemployed for the past 2...3...4 years. We tell her that times are hard. "Things are rough for a Black man." We guilt trip her and tell her that a lot of it is her fault and we tell her that men need a woman that is ride-or-die.
As a woman, you don't want to be one of "those" women. You know the type. The woman who talks too much. The nag. The type of woman your man hears his friends talk about in the barbershop. You have a "good" thing and you proudly ride shotgun as your man steers your relationship... over a cliff. You are ride-or-die.
At what point is it okay for your "ride" to end? Is it after you find out that he got Shanekanaynay pregnant? Or is it after you are tagged in a picture that shows your man "getting it in" at a party full of twerking women when you thought he was watching the game over his boy's house? Do you ride-or-die your way to the clinic for the third time this year because stuff down there is just not right?
Some women feel that ride-or-die means turning in their drivers license and giving up the right to plat their own course. That couldn't be any further from the truth. You should only be ride-or-die for a man that is willing to ride-or-die with you.
As a woman, you don't want to be one of "those" women. You know the type. The woman who talks too much. The nag. The type of woman your man hears his friends talk about in the barbershop. You have a "good" thing and you proudly ride shotgun as your man steers your relationship... over a cliff. You are ride-or-die.
At what point is it okay for your "ride" to end? Is it after you find out that he got Shanekanaynay pregnant? Or is it after you are tagged in a picture that shows your man "getting it in" at a party full of twerking women when you thought he was watching the game over his boy's house? Do you ride-or-die your way to the clinic for the third time this year because stuff down there is just not right?
Some women feel that ride-or-die means turning in their drivers license and giving up the right to plat their own course. That couldn't be any further from the truth. You should only be ride-or-die for a man that is willing to ride-or-die with you.
