Los Angeles, CA.
I am 4th generation Chicana. My mother is Mexican-American and my father is White.
One of the saddest things is to be rejected in relationships or see as different from your significant others’ family. I find that Mexicano families do not understand the history of Mexican-Americans. Someone I dated pointed out that his parents would see me as “White”. What was more upsetting was that he wanted me to be ok with this classification vs. fighting for my identity, the identity I see for myself. A complicated intersection that will not be defined by whites or by other Latinos.