On television, in movies, in books and now with my dolls, black girls were always having to overcome crazy amounts of adversity with a quick wit and an even temper. These fictitious black girls seemed to be models of perfection without the requisite vulnerability to make them human.
My mom likes to point out how many of the girls I knew from auditioning have now made it -- Natalie Portman, Hayden Panettiere, Anna Paquin, Jena Malone, etc. -- but I always answer that that doesn’t mean I would have.
Men were always wrong. Men were aggressors; men were rapists; men were stupid; men were obsessed with their penises; men were responsible for forcing my mother into a heterosexual marriage and motherhood.