Becoming Unf*ckwithable: Toxic Holiday Edition

Growing up, I’d spend my Christmas Break in New York where my Grandparents lived. New York is my mother tongue. My frequency. Even though I moved from NY at a young age, it’s still the place where I come alive.

I looked so forward to being there on my school breaks. What I did not look forward to was the inevitable insults from my grandfather about my weight. Unfortunately, I had become accustomed to being devalued so the worst part for me wasn’t the receiving of the insult. It was that if I returned one, I would get in trouble for being disrespectful.

My grandfather was the epitome of sexist and I had his number from the ripe age of 10. We had a strange relationship where I did not respect him and at all, and he both fought and fed my tenacity. The same man who called me a fat sausage in front of my cousins, invested in my education and in his own way loved me. It’s dysfunctional, complicated and what many of us accept as acceptable in the name of family.

Respectfully, Fuck that.

I am a fan of cutting people off when necessary. But I am also a fan of having other tools to navigate social pressure + complex scenarios. Relationships are mirrors, and if you have enough resources within yourself (namely awareness, regulation, etc.) you can navigate those triggers as lessons to become more refined. That’s G shit. That’s unfuckwithable.

You don’t have to tolerate disrespect. You don’t have to smile when elders insult you. You don’t have to answer nosy ass questions. You don’t owe anyone an explanation for your choice to live authentically. You belong to yourself

This is an excerpt from my new E-book Becoming Unf*ckwithable: Toxic Holiday Survival Guide. Inside it are social strategies + 150+ responses to help you battle help you shut down nosiness, confront annoying one-sided competitions + not lose your voice or your mind over family dinner.

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