With so much anticipation over the recent mounds of boxed donations dropped off at my clubhouse, I left them till tonight to sort and separate. I had launched a clothing drive and had put it out there on social media. Several of my fighters had dropped off stuff but because of the craziness of the week, it wasn't until late tonight that I got a chance to go through the donations.
I had asked for gently used clothing but what I got was a lot of random this and that items.
In total, I think I got about 11 items of clothes.
I felt so defeated to tell you the truth.
Eleven items of clothing to give to 76 girls.
There was no clothing in that clothing drive and the only drive was them driving me crazy with the disappointment of it. I was shocked. I tried to do an Instagram story about it but was totally lost for words over what to say.
I know that those who had donated did so because they wanted to help, the donations came from good intentions, but somehow they had totally missed the boat on used clothing. And as for what was donated, I didn't even know what half the stuff was. It was like a bad garage sale, the rejects at a garage sale that only buy because you feel bad for the kid stuff selling them in the sun.
That sounds harsh, I know, it felt even harsher opening up the donations and being faced with them.
Now I have no idea how I'm going to tell the Lil' Sistas tomorrow that I have nothing for them.
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