Biracial lesbian relationship rubbled. Which why?
Lynette Faye
Devall, WA
With less legal, societal, and sometimes even family support, biracial same sex relationships are often under even greater strain. And when they collapse, wounded individuals are left wondering which factors may have contributed the most pressure.
I realize “rubbled” is not word, much less a verb, but I like the distant echo of ‘rebel’ – that faint, involuntary, consequential label one is assigned after choosing a partner of a different race…and so I employed poetic license.
Still figuring out my six words.
Rob Moore,
Oak Park, IL.
I was raised in Southern California, born into a military family. I’ve lived most of my life in a white–or beige–bubble. Recently, because of an important and loving relationship, I’ve been thinking a lot more about race as it affects us today. Reading Claudia Rankine, Patricia Smith, many others who have clear insight into our environment today.
Our inheritance hate, our legacy love
Pat Grauer,
DeWitt, MI.
We are the comma. We are the now. We are the small point between great ancient forces and a future of positive change in human relationships.
No, I won’t do your homework
Dillon Pham,
CA.
As a person who enjoys volunteering and helping others, I typically don’t mind if my friends or fellow classmates ask me for help on their homework. Sometimes however, they ask me to send a picture of my homework because they don’t “get it.” This irritates me because one, I feel like I am just being used as an answer key, and two, I am faced with a dilemma. If I send my homework to this person, I risk them copying it without learning anything. However, if I refuse, I risk losing a friend or damaging a relationship. I feel like my ethnicity is a contributing factor to this problem. Being an Asian American, people sometimes presume I am “smart” even if they have never met me before. This assumption is caused by a popular stereotype that all Asians are smart. This stereotype is not always true. I think that anyone can be smart if they try their best and learn in school. As a student at SFHS, I set my goals and work hard to achieve my desired grades. With dedication and motivation, I believe that anyone can be just as successful and be seen as “smart.”
His parents will never meet me.
Kayle
Dallas, TX
Our breakup happened for many reason, but the main one is because his parents would never feel 100% comfortable with their son for being with me. I’m black and he’s white. Such simple labels that belie a myriad of different experiences. I would think that any parent would be thrilled their son found someone to care about him. C’est la vie.
Contrived for power, superiority, riches – dehumanizing.
Carol Wenger,
New Holland, PA.
As a white woman, I’ve been learning, relating, and waking up to an understanding that I’ve been complacent in my ignorance of white privilege. I seek transformation in repentance,forgiveness, and relationship building. My current questions are: what else don’t I know? What else should I do? Is forgiveness possible? Is healing and wholeness possible? How can I be part of the healing rather than part of the problem?
My relationship does not define me.
Anna Bell,
Newport, KY
I encounter so many people who think that because I date outside my race (I am African American and my boyfriend is Caucasian), that I no longer identify with my race.
Wait till Grandma knows he’s black
Zoe Zeerip,
Rockford, MI.
The elders in my family still believe race defines relationship.
Not Mexican, Hispanic, brown, just human
Marco Perez,
Oakland, CA.
I choose these six words because this is how I feel about the relationship between me and my race. I believe that race shouldn’t even be a thing because we are all humans no matter what. The tone of our skin should not define who we are or who we will be. When I think of myself and what type of person I am I don’t think about the color of my skin I think about my actions. It is sad that we live in a world where there is such a thing as racism and I hope one day in the near future we will stop criticizing people based on race and criticize them by their personality.
My hair: bane of my existence
Laura Abercrombie,
Mulberry, FL.
I am a 27 year old biracial (mother black, father Russian and Romanian Jewish descent) woman. I was born and raised in NY, transplanted to rural Fl when I was a teen. I am also one of Jehovah’s witnesses. Basically, I’m very used to being on the fringes, the “token”, the extra, which pretty much informs the way I navigate the world and my personal relationships.
Interracial relationship, not because we’re blind.
Chicago, IL
Submitted via Twitter: @SoulbyMax
He sees color, but I don’t.
Rebecca A
Portland, OR
But who am I to say he is wrong? My boyfriend is Filipino and I am white. He thinks people judge us for being in a biracial relationship, and I tell him he’s paranoid. When you’ve grown up in an environment where racist acts happen against you like he did, what else should I expect him to think? Maybe I am naive to the world we live in.
