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Diary of a Sad Black Woman. · Mar 2, 2026

Where are all the sensitive people?

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Jacque Aye · Diary of a Sad Black Woman.

Hey Sad Girlssss,

Before I get into the topic at hand, I’ve got to let you all know I got my nails done. They’re super cute but unusually long for me, and so I’m tip-tapping on my keyboard like a child learning how to type.

This will affect the quality of what I share here, I’m sure. Also, I have a few updates to share at the end of this newsletter! Anyway…

I imagine there are many of you here, reading this. But in my real, tangible life, true deep thinkers slip through my fingers like sand. Every person I’ve ever truly found fascinating is always out of reach. Far away. Riding a different wave that never crashes into mine. And the people who end up wedging themselves into my physical life with their rehearsed lines and well-crafted masks always end up faking their depth. And I see right through it. Usually late. But the reveal is inevitable. Like a Scooby Doo villain.

All the rare, kind, sensitive souls I’ve ever met, the few ones with pure hearts and eyes that hold an ocean of emotions, are in hiding. And I don’t blame them. When you harbor a heart made of gold, you want to protect it. That’s why roses have thorns. But when you’ve spent your whole life posturing for protection, you end up pricking the finger of someone who only wanted to water you. You’ve been hurt, and now you don’t know who to trust, so you push everyone away until you wilt.

Out of all the posts I’ve written here, there’s only one I regret. Only one that, in hindsight, lacked true nuance. I still felt how I felt, but someone can be a decent person and still hurt you. Someone can have a good heart and still prick you. And I don’t want to paint anyone who’s trying their best with broad brushstrokes when they’re really a spectrum of colors.

Anyway, I’m currently trying my best. Balancing protecting my heart from masked villains with bad intentions, while also leaving room for imperfections and well-meaning gestures. I love my thorns for protecting me, but I have to trust the gardener and their pruning.

It’s okay to hide until you feel safe. Your thorns formed for a reason. There are truly terrible invasive species that want to snatch you from your roots. But don’t forget you deserve to be watered. And never forget to face the sun.

If you’re one of those sensitive souls, tell me where you feel most safe?

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