I may have thought the envy I felt would stop when I moved to New York City.
The exact racial makeup of my mother's side of the family cannot be effectively traced due to slavery.
Believe it or not, slave owners didn't exactly document where their slaves were coming from, and history-erasing of slaves was definitely a thing, too.
Such dramatic changes are happening because almost 1.5 million Black males are missing, and for the most part they are a missing tribe whose location is well-known…and their absence is felt in every facet of Black life.
During the summers in my tween years, I would pile on several layers of SPF and avoid the sun as if vitamin D was a poison that would inevitably kill me.
I joined an online dating site because I liked the idea of a digital dating agent working on my romantic life while I was at work.
I had never been too shy to make the first move and, since there is nothing to lose with online dating, I wasn't shy about messaging more boys more often. But then I began reading beyond the funny "what people notice first about you" blurbs.
It exists everywhere, in all cultures, and in all races.
When I joined a dating site soon after relocating here, I learned that colorism was alive and growing in one of the most diverse cities in the world.
I frequently read these articles (see below) that are targeted toward sisters to point out their struggles, but seldom see them written for black males.