There’s something to be said about being open to critique and feedback, especially that which can help you gain personal perspective and grow as an indivudal. I appreciate when people who disagree with things I’ve said express that to me, and give some explanations and perspectives that force me to reconsider my own opinions, beliefs and stances on things.

Last night, I tweeted comments speculating about Beyonce’s relationship with her father. The comments were unsubstantiated by any fact or proof, just thoughts that I had. Many people were shocked, offended, upset, even disgusted. After tweeting with a few people about why they didn’t like my comments, my perspective changed and what they said made sense. I truly began to feel bad, especially knowing that my words might have triggered some negative feelings or brought up negative emotions about past experiences for others. It was irresponsible of me to make such accusations when I know nothing about what went on in the Knowles family household. It was also careless, as someone who works in the social work field with people who have dealt with sexual trauma, as a survivor myself, to make wild claims of that nature. I deleted the tweets and extended my apologies. There is absolutely no room for making statements about perceived sexual assault, which is a very serious matter that I often tweet about.

I was wrong and I can say that I was wrong. I know sometimes it may seem that I feel like no one can “check” me, because of how passionately I express myself and with a certain level of conviction. That is not the case. For me, I see these times as learning and growing opportunities. I’m committed to sharing myself, my story, and helping people in any way that I can. When I put my foot in my mouth in these ways, it can alienate people from me and I don’t want that. We can’t take back what we’ve said. What’s been said has been said. I can, however, express heartfelt remorse and apologize to anyone I offended with the comments I made on Twitter. I can sometimes, to my detriment, speak before I think, and it’s something I am working on with the help of those closest to me and those with whom I interact regularly.

I make mistakes. I own up to them. I’m grateful for those who can pull me aside and say “You know you’re dead wrong, right?” and open my eyes to how things I say and do can be flat out wrong. I’m recognizing that my words carry weight and Im promising myself to be more congnizant of that and more aware of the feelings of those who support me.

I’m sorry. Really and truly.
-Michelle