The Struggle is Real, Ya’ll

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Black Girl Trapped in a White Girl’s Body


Rachel Dolezal, the head of Spokane, Washington’s NAACP chapter and an Africana studies professor at Eastern Washington University, is a sick, confused woman.

And like all sick people, she deserves our compassion.

She has a condition that we, in the medical community, call “family dysphoria.” This all-too-common, under-diagnosed affliction, affects approximately 96% of the population.  We, in the medical community, define it as a “vague unease or dissatisfaction with one’s birth family.”

Characteristics include, but are not limited to, a refusal to believe that your birth parents are your “real” parents, a sincere belief (hope) that you are adopted and have been lied to since birth, delusions of grandeur such as believing that you are an alien life form, a refugee from Middle Earth, or a fun and sexy ethnic group different than your own.

Sometimes in the deep throes of family dysphoria, a patient will take extreme measures to live up to the fantasy that their parents are literally someone other than the people they’ve called mom and dad their entire lives.

Take a look at Rachel Dolezal’s Before & After:


Is it any wonder that this pale Wonderbread of a girl would want fabulous hair and a tan once she was able to escape from the psychotic grip of her “real” parents ?

If this was guy was your “dad,” while a perfectly respectable looking fellow,

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Vanilla Mall Santa Claus

wouldn’t you rather have Morgan Freeman?


World famous, beloved actor (not really).

As someone who has travelled the earth looking for my real parents, who I am convinced are minor royalty on a small island nation somewhere, I completely sympathize with Rachel Dolezal. I recognize a fellow soul-sister who lay in bed at night as a child imagining that she was Jasmine, Pocahontas, or in this case, Tiana.

If Bruce can become Caitlyn:


Then we must allow Rachel Dolezal to take the brave steps to do what others with family dysphoria are unable to do – a weave, an ethnic head wrap, a tan – to become the brave,  young, woman of color that she was meant to be.

Full Disclosure: I am not a medical professional, though I wish I was.

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3 responses to “The Struggle is Real, Ya’ll

  1. I didn’t know there was a name for what I had as a child. I was sure I was from Ireland and miffed off that nobody would tell me how I got here. I sooo wanted to be from Ireland. My great grandfather was but that wasn’t good enough. Truth – I’m 51 and still want to be from Ireland so I can pack up and go home.

  2. Touche, that was hilarious! I agree! If only she had just come right out and said it the way you did (from the very beginning), she’d be a rock star and a hero! Now she’s just a fibber, that will nail you every time. Don’t fib people! It ain’t worth it! (My mom disowned her parents and “white-bread Southern redneck childhood” by moving to Chicago in the 1950s and becoming a Beatnik, and then she moved to San Francisco in the 1960s when she became a single parent! NOW THAT IS HOW IT IS DONE! )

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