From a young age, you received signals that marrying a white man would raise your status.
Signals from the media, from society, signals from your mother.
The signals that devalued your male counterparts were so strong that you came to resent your own identity. You felt less than.
Your societal insecurities lead you to become gracious of admiring men whose intent was only to have you in their bed.
Not knowing it was temporary, you felt beautiful, unique, special.
Special until you realized that you were a conquest. A checked box. A fetish.
Because, he had been receiving signals too.
Signals from the media, from society, signals from his father.
His signals told him that you were exotic, obtainable, submissive.
Knowing it was temporary, he felt powerful, entitled, superior.
Replaceable and devoid of value, he put you away with the other trophies. All hollow beauties that unwillingly perpetuated his belief that you were always his property.
Who found who? Who was the match maker? The media? Society? Your parents?
To the girl wondering if he loves you, or if he desires you for the fetish that the world has reduced you to…
Know, you are more than the sum of your parts. You are whole, you are human, and you are you are worthy of love that honors your mind, body, and soul.
It is the world that needs to raise its status. Not you.