I’m presently during my 3rd interracial relationship.
That is, from Puerto Rico and got me in a lot of trouble with my dad unless you count my first boyfriend – Jose – who, in the second grade, long-distance collect-called me. Then it is my fourth interracial relationship.
And even though interracial dynamics constantly add a layer of work to relationship, it is essential to notice that I’m white.
Because whenever you’re a white individual in an interracial relationship, there’s this whole – ohhh, ya understand – white supremacy thing hanging floating around.
And therefore needs to be acknowledged – and managed – constantly.
Lest your relationship be condemned – along with your “No, Really, I’m A person that is decent be forever revoked. Continue reading