1920's

I was a woman living in the 1920's. The thing about the 'Roaring 20's', as they called it, was you only had it good if you were a rich, white man, of which I was not male. Sure, I went to parties, hanging off the arm of whichever man my father presumptuously chose as my suitor. And I can't say I wasn't happy. I had a roof over my head and food to eat, but I was not satisfied. Speaking up only got me a disappointed glance and the listener assuring me that I was selfish.