In Defense of Ms. Skai Jackson
Mind the business that pays you
Skai Jackson is all grown up.
Now, at the ripe ole’ age of 22, she is a far cry from the “16 and Pregnant” persona that the general public is trying to thrust upon her.
Nevertheless, raised by a divorcee, suffice it to say that we need to have a larger conversation about the roles our parents do and don’t play in our love lives and the very human tendency to seek out those who provide us with even a semblance of the crucial aspects of life we may be bereft of.
To be clear, I am in no way pretending to know Skai Jackson personally. However, I do know that the tale of the girl who grew up chasing bad boys because she didn’t have a father who loved her enough is as old as time and, indeed, one that I am struggling to rewrite in my own life to this very day.
This is especially the case when you are thrust into some role that makes others see you as perpetually innocent or virginal. As the baby-faced youngest of my very religious family, I believe I over-stand what led Skai to make the decisions she’s made.
So, although I may not be a fan of what I know of her child-to-be’s father, I will certainly not be sitting idly by while you drag this pregnant young woman through the trenches.
