Aye, you ever know somebody who got that Ugly Syndrome? Imma describe it for you because I’m pretty sure just about everyone knows or has met somebody with a case of the Uglies.
I always use myself as an example of what I talk about cause what else do I know better than myself? So, yeah, I admit, I had a case of the Uglies… but hey, it’s curable so I ain’t even trippin. I beat the Uglies.
But anyways, here I go; Imma paint you a picture. First of all, the Uglies is a disease of the mind. Really, all it is, is low self-esteem. So just think of an 18 or 19 year old young adult. She’s a virgin, but only because she hasn’t gotten enough courage to lose that title yet. And I suppose it could be because she’s a Big Girl – but Big Girls get love all the time…Anyways, now, she done come out her shell a little bit with this stuff I like to call Courage Juice. Yup, you already know. It’s that liquor that got her feelin herself a lil bit. Ha Haa! She go to a party and gets a lil twisted; meets a random guy who’s actually showin her some attention. She gets excited cause the Uglies makes your perception a little on the OFF side. Bouta week later, another night off that Courage Juice, she decides to hit O’ boy up. He comes thru & with her inhibitions out the window, she gives up her treasure like it was one of them 25 cent prizes. It didn’t mean anything to her, it was pretty much a mile marker that she could say she finally passed. But now, she got a taste of what it feels like for a man to “want” her.
Man, the Uglies ain’t no joke. So she goes on a binge, lookin for love in all the wrong places…and nothing feels right. Primarily because it ain’t but she don’t know that….YET. Eventually, this Real Sexy dark chocolate dude hits her up spittin all kind of game. She might have recognized it as game if them Uglies wasn’t in her system still. They end up getting together even though, in the back of her mind, sanity was trying to tell her this guy wasn’t no good for her. And because of the Ugly Syndrome she had, she let this broke, no job or car havin nigga run her over, then reverse, run her over again, put it back in drive, and run her over again. Not literally, but he ended up getting a lot out of her when he didn’t do nothing but treat her bad. But since her and her Ugly Syndrome self thought she needed this “pretty nigga” on her arm to validate herself, she went through a form of hell. She pretty much paid to keep him around. She didn’t realize it yet, but she was going to. Not soon enough though. The girl was so blind that she didn’t notice that, after the first time dude needed help with his phone bill and she gladly helped him (cause that was her man) he seemed to start needing things more often… A shirt here, some black and milds there… Soon she wasn’t just lending money for his phone bill – she was paying it. Next she bought him a car – as a gift of course! – NOT!!! All this just to try and keep him happy so he’d stick around. Then, she was paying his rent, gas money for the car she bought him, put the light bill in her name (cause he ain’t got no credit) and paid that bill too. All the while payin her own bills too. She’s been beat by this man on occasion and she’s still trying to please him and cater to his every need so he won’t leave her. When she’s the one who should have left when he hit her 2 months into their relationship.
Do you get the picture I painted for you yet? The Uglies is a very humiliating disease. But it’s hard to cure because the one who has it makes excuses for the side effects. She makes excuses for bailing her man out after he got arrested for the black eye and busted lip he gave her. Excuses for the hickeys he had on his chest that he definitely didn’t get from her. Excuses for letting him call her out her name, cause he’s been creepin, so tries to flip the script and say she messin with all his, Broke, No Job or Car havin hommies.
You know you’ve met that girl, who don’t stand up for herself. The one who lends $65 to a friend and lets her friend keep putting her off for a year and a half for her money. You know that girl… the one who knows when she lends her car to her dude, he’s planning on going to see one of the girls he got that Hickey from, but she don’t do nothing bout it.
With that said, most of that picture that I painted for you was me, a little over a year ago. That girl had to hit rock bottom. She had to be fed up with bailing him out and payin his bills and accepting the bruises…Fed up with the arguments and accusations. When she felt completely worthless and lost…when she thought she had cried herself dry…as dry as her bank accounts now were. Once it seemed to her as if all was lost (cause she had actually fell in with dude) and she finally looked to the One with all the answers – she was finally cured of the Ugly Syndrome that tore her up from the inside while she let a man tear her up on the outside. After she went to God, she realized her worth, and sent O’ boy packin. The moral of the story is…you got to catch that Ugly bug young. Make sure your baby girl knows she is beautiful and daddies need to show your daughter love & attention before they try to find it the wrong way from the wrong Person.
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