The Single Brown Girl
Today is her birthday. She turns 31. And instead of celebrating and laughing and smiling, today she is crying. Do you want to know why? Take a guess. She is 31 and single. And when you are a brown girl that has crossed over to her 30's without a husband or fiancé, your birthdays are filled with dread and despair and constant reminders of your single status. Now, I know that every community and race and religion faces this, but once again I feel like in our community it’s taken to a whole new level. A level of unworthiness and loss of self esteem. A psychologically and mentally training level. It’s Disgusting. I experienced it. I lived through it. And now, I continue to see it. And it infuriates me. This will probably be one of my biggest rants because this is a topic that is very personal to me. I am normally very upset with India and our prior generations and all of our Aunties and Uncles. But today, I am also upset, hurt, angered, and severely disappointed in our current genera...