Im listening now.
I'll say this. There were bm for whom I knew I was not an option. Or others who might have lobbied on my behalf and actually won, but my life would have been hell. Or I could have been a career concubine, not the wife. Bw of the same class often befriended me bc, hey, I got a spark about myself

, but I wasn't really in in. I got along well bc I realized and played my position. I was there as a junior member, solely to learn, and they showed love.
I found a happy middle ground, the ambitious son of a city worker who did exceedingly well for herself. I did the absolute best that could be expected. His family treats me well, I fit in. I mean, I have my pride.
My cousin followed a similar path, but found a different destination. A beautiful girl, a chocolate barbie. She married into one of these old money southern negro families, but she was always a low key c00n imo. If marrying wm was popping at the time, she probably would have swirled. She's separated herself from the family except for certain ppl in her sorority (the 'pretty' one).
Also, my aunt (moms only sister, ls, curly hair) is married into a creole family you read about in books. I believe she's passing. We're estranged.
shyt is deep.