My Queerness Is Not New, After All
“Uhm, Gray,” she said, “That doesn’t sound like just friendship.”
twenty-something with skeletons in her closet
“Uhm, Gray,” she said, “That doesn’t sound like just friendship.”
It’s very rare that I backtrack myself on something, especially when it has to do with feminism, racial politics, and least of all: romance.
It’s honestly a tragedy because I can only imagine the kind of fulfilling relationships I miss out on because I’m so quick to dismiss any and all men of color who don’t immediately stand out to me, and I wanted to share my condolences to those going through a similar predicament.