Coping With The Pressure To Be A Responsible Black Role Model

Never asked to be a role model…but here I am

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I have never been fond of being the “example — the guy everyone looks up to for leadership and to be shown the way. My approach to life has always been to provide for myself and those around me. Years ago I took a personality test that verified that my attitude leans more toward Sigma than Alpha male. I’m self sufficient and can lead on my own, but I prefer not to be the center of attention.

So how the hell did I become everyone’s example lately?

The World is Watching

Recently, I shared a bit of good news on my social media and everyone rejoiced in praising my achievements. Nothing wrong with that, I guess. Positive support is always good right?

As the wave of comments and people reaching out to me increased, it dawned on me.

They look up to me. I’m becoming not only an adult, but a full fledged role model. I don’t think about it much, but I guess I am doing well in life.

For much of my life, I have embraced the role of outsider. I was the weird black kid in high school that was friends with the nerds and the jocks, but was never considered the one that would lead people. And I was okay with that…