The Shadows We Carry
People tell me quietly that they do not feel enough in certain spaces. They say they become too visible the moment they enter a room. They explain that in one setting they are seen as too feminine and in another not feminine enough. Immigrants describe feeling too foreign in professional circles, yet not authentic enough within their own communities. Queer individuals share that they are called brave in one place and told they are too much in another.
When I first read Marlene Watson’s Facing the Black Shadow, I found myself pausing often and rereading passages as if someone were finally giving language to experiences that many people have carried quietly for generations. Watson describes the “black shadow” as an internalized belief in Black inferiority, one that settles not only in the mind but in relationships, families, and the body. Her stories about colorism, self-blame, and the long emotional reach of slavery are tender and honest, and they illuminate how deeply collective trauma can shape a sense of self.
Although the “black shadow” emerges from a specific historical reality, versions of this shadow appear in many communities that have been marked as “other.” The details differ. The histories differ. Yet the emotional imprint often feels familiar.
Identity is rarely one fixed thing. It shifts and reshapes itself depending on who is present, which histories are activated, and what the social context demands. The shadow often forms in these relational spaces, in the gap between who we are and who we believe we must be in order to belong.
There are so many factors involved in the way in which we perceive and receive people. Take our names!........
