Almost every modern woman goes through the struggle described in the Cool Girl rant of the book Gone Girl. “Why don’t men like me? Am I not thin/funny/smart/chill/hot/guy-like enough? Do I remind them too much of their mothers? Do I come off as too needy or not interesting enough for them? What the hell is the issue?”
My last serious boyfriend met my parents for the first time at my grandmother’s wake. It didn’t mean to happen that way, but the night showed me how race played a role in so many of my relationships whether I had noticed them or not.