I ended up crying after leaving the club because of a mini panic attack. The panic attack had started because I had came to the realization that I was the ugly darker friend of the two high yellow black girls. I’m more brown, but compared to them I’m the darkest and unprettty one. I honestly see how hard it is to grow older into being a black woman, it’s hard when you’re judged 24/7 for being born with such characteristics. It gives me such low self esteem, but colorism is real and true. I feel like I have to have some sort of weave or type of braids in my hair to be considered beautiful, instead of wearing my natural out. I feel more ashamed than appreciated. I don’t even know how to bring it up because our struggles are slightly different. Yes we’re both black, but one of us is more acceptable than the other and been like this for centuries. I just wish I never had a breakdown, this shit hurts.
After leaving the show, Hunter went back home & things quickly returned to normal. She found her friend & next door neighbor, Rosie, to be a great shoulder to lean on as she got back into the swing of things. One night, after a little too much wine, Rosie finally admitted something that she had been holding in for some time - that she had more than friendly feelings for the raven-haired beauty! Hunter was surprised yet pleased at this new revelation ♥ It didn’t take long for things to serious & recently, the two have actually moved in together!