Instagram users are putting Chrisette Michele on blast.
Chrisette Michele has been dealing with a lot. The last headline on the "Blame It On Me" singer was when she performed at Donald Trumps's inauguration ball. She later claimed that her "family has disowned" her, leading to her label, Capitol Records, cancelling her contract.
In a lengthy Instagram post, she said, "I complete an entire album and my label decides to walk away from me. Capitol records. I was quiet for a few days... I go into the studio and literally poured out my heart and soul and the label decides to walk away from me?"
She not only shared the pause on her musical career but also that she's been dealing with suicidal thoughts and the tragic loss of an unborn child through a miscarriage.
In another post, accompanied by a photo of what appears to be blood clots, the singer says she was covering up her pain with working out at the gym, adding "I'd cry my way thru workouts. My trainer would cheer me up. God bless him. I pushed so hard and ate so much protein, Iscarfed away my hurt."
She detailed how she had a long menstrual cycle when she noticed that "something came out" of her. "It was my child. The one my love and I worked so hard on. I never knew I could allow myself to be so broken that my physical body would break down. A miscarriage? Me?"
Fans were quick to call her on the photo, claiming it was not hers and that it was taken from a community user named “tgoood” from babycenter.
"If this is a repost of someone else’s miscarriage this is literally despicable. You could’ve been forgiven for singing at the inauguration this is toooooo far. Wow," a commenter said.
Chrisette has yet to respond to the allegations of her using a fake photo.
**NOTE: The photo has graphic content**
You don't have to be a celebrity to fail, to fight, to struggle. Pain is universal... I went into the gym and trained like a body builder to try and push past the pain I was feeling. I'd run up hill and lift weights heavier then strong men. I'd cry my way thru workouts. My trainer would cheer me up. God bless him. I pushed so hard and ate so much protein, I scarfed away my hurt. My old habits of binge eating disorder began to show themselves. Drinking maybe nothing but water for a day after a day of heavy intake. My trainer didn't know it but he was feeding the demon that covered up hurt with food. I had a long cycle. Something came out of me. It was my child. The one my love and I worked so hard on. I never knew I could allow myself to be so broken that my physical body would break down. A miscarriage? Me? This experience of a broken nation showed itself in my own physical body. That was when I knew I had to pull it together. Heal, Forgive. Just because I had a negative experience didn't mean I had to become negative and broken. When I lost my child I knew that it was time for me to become a #StrongBlackWoman