Friday, May 17, 2013

One day, I woke up feeling like I was completely doomed.  Tears soaking my pillow and sweat creeping through my night shirt, one would have guessed that I suffered some traumatic event the night before.

I did.

I read an article that told me that because I was black, a woman, and educated, I was less likely to find a man of my caliber, more likely to date someone below my social status, and possibly end up alone and childless.

In my younger years, I settled: high school graduates, minimum wage jobs, door to door selling jobs, no car, no place to call their own while I was full time school, three part time jobs, busing it and staying on campus until two in the morning because I had no computer to finish my assignments. However,  now at the ripe old age of 27, roughing it doesn't seem feasible anymore and...its unacceptable for my mate.

While I of course do not think I should lower my standards, the large amount of potential suitors have featured in a category not neccesarily below my social status but below my educational level.
It amazes me mostly how the things I have done to make me martketable in the real world, have made me undesirable in the dating world.  I've had many encounters with men who were both impressed and frightened by my ability to speak Spanish or even that I had a Bachelor's degree.  When any subject of my education or activities outside of movies, bowling, or making love entered the premises it was like...way too much for them.  What's worse is that these were men of my caliber: college educated, financially secure brothers. Hadn't they been surrounded by women like me at their alma maters?

I guess I have several questions: is it wrong to prefer an educational level when seeking a mate? and more importantly, why does a girl with a brain (and class) cause black men to head for the hills?

If the article is correct, I will more than likely seek a man outside of my race...I mean because thats what you do when you're shunned right? Give up all hope and go the opposite way.