The Negra Starts Blushing

When I was younger I used to wish that my cheeks would flush a rosy red. But since it wasn’t possible since I was quite the ‘negra’…I just settled into accepting my dark (DARK) brown color. Yeah, I got teased when I was little – but hey, I wasn’t made to be a mestiza and stay in the shade. So I embraced the outdoors – went swimming a lot, played in the dirt, ‘batang kalye’ with my neighborhood friends, and dabbled in varsity soccer for a couple of years.

Outcome? I was super ‘negra’.

It used to bother me until I came here to the States and found out that almost everyone is trying to be as ‘negra’ as me…

Anyway, being the ‘negra’ that I was, I was never used to the concept of blushing. I mean, in embarrassing situations I know I got red but it was just convenient to blush since no one really knew I was blushing! Plus it rarely happened since I was never really a shy girl.

But anyway…

For almost over a year now, I’ve developed some kinda ‘blushing’ problem. Talk about an ‘answered prayer’ *sarcasm*. I blush at the randomest times and people can actually see my rosy cheeks! But now I’ve come to hate the red flush that creeps slowly to my face…apparently I’ve developed some sort of mild anxiety disorder now that I’m in my mid-twenties, so now I blush profusely at random times when I’m talking! Even when I’m not even embarrassed! I even blush when I’m on the phone! GAHHH!

It’s like a cruel joke. The Negra starts blushing…and apparently it’s a disorder. Ugh. I can’t win.

Hand me the meds doc, make it stop.