Script My Life: When The Screen Got Real

Some days I feel like these filmmakers are observing my life...

Being Mary Jane meets The Bold Type Type emotional scenes

But then again there are seven billion people, with some I can share similar stories. Of late I've been living in my bubble. I'm oblivious to a lot of things. Some I purposely choose to ignore, others, well, let these cups pass me by.

In the past year, I have watched a plethora of films, and a new television series. One way or the other, some have spoken to me. All the movies about race relations made me both angry and sad. The rom-com had me reevaluating my perceptions of romantic relationships. And the current sermon from Pastor Mike Todd has got me thinking...I need Jesus!

Over the years with the number of flicks that I have watched, others have spoken to me, more than others. Below are the times that my life was scripted:

1. Vanessa confronts her mother about being sexually abused on 'Madea's Family Reunion.

My God, that part still gets to me. There's no heavier load to carry than that of unforgiveness. Especially when those who were supposed to protect you didn't. I respected her bravery. Confronting an elder isn't easy because grown folks don't see the error of their ways.

2. Sutton doesn't want children on 'The Bold Type'

Season four of the Bold Type left us with the question mark if Sutton and Richard will mend their marriage. Richard entered their marriage with the assumption that his wife wanted children. When Sutton experienced her miscarriage she was glad that she lost the baby. As diabolical as many would think, I was in a similar boat. I never did want children but I'm blessed with one. I remember my own relief. For weeks I was conflicted because my daughter was missing out on a sibling. But deep down, despite the sperm donor, I knew that more kids weren't part of my life plan. I might not be a spring chicken like Sutton but like her, I share a similar desire.

3. Lisa committing suicide on Being Mary Jane Season 3

In the episode titled 'Sparrow', Mary Jane Paul's estranged best friend, Lisa commits suicide. This comes after attempts to reconcile with Mary Jane. Lisa was depressed for most of her adult life. Mary Jane was dismissive of her friend's feelings and experiences. Watching Lisa premeditate her death hit home. Watching her fall asleep after overdosing on tablets and then die. Whoa!

Life is not a movie, although sometimes I wish it was.

Until the next script...

P.S.: Always write your own love story.

Ciao!

Lady E

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