The Rigged Game of Being a Black Woman...

...yet I’d choose over and over to be a Black woman still. It’s not the first time I’ve read or heard comments critiquing Black women’s actions and agency. It’s not the first time I’ve heard what religious Black women should or shouldn’t do to get a man. It’s not the first time I’ve seen my Black sisters and mother figures spend hours anxiously pondering over what they wear as not to upset the Black men near them; heck, I’ve even done the same as well.

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