I always loved my blackness, and loved who I was. I never really knew how hard it was to be a black girl in college – being one of the only few as an English major trying to get an education. I never knew that privilege existed until I went to see my counselor. Who kept referring me to underprivileged
I always loved my blackness, and loved who I was. I never really knew how hard it was to be a black girl in college – being one of the only few as an English major trying to get an education. I never knew that privilege existed until I went to see my counselor. Who kept referring me to underprivileged