Black Woman, you're strong. Just take a pill.
Recently, an interaction with a close friend made me reexamine our friendship. She had come to me with concerns about her marriage. I figured even though I was going through my own traumas and at a very low point in my life, that she was a close friend so I would listen, encourage, and give her hope and suggestions. Funny enough just a few days later, I broke down about some of the heavy heavy issues that were weighing on me. She wasted no time suggesting anti-depressants as a way for me to "feel happy". None of the same concern or energy that I had given her had been returned to me. To be fair, I did notice that this particular friend (yes, a white woman) would have meltdowns over the smallest things like her favorite designer bag ripping and fully expected everyone's time and attention--even mine. Before I wrote it off as "white people problems", I did my best to empathize with her. But so blatantly close to the time I offered her time, energy and support (...