Against dating interracial people
I never brought home any other boys and snuck around to date my husband during our college years.I consistently lied about where I was going and who I was going out with. My husband understood why I kept him a secret from my family, but he didn’t really get it.My parents hated my husband the first time they met him.They didn’t hate him because he was a theater major and out of work actor.They didn’t hate him because they found out we’d been dating for three years when they met him.
Racist parents meet black boyfriend, get to know him, and realize what a great person he his. It took my parents the three years of our engagement, a wedding they almost didn’t attend, three years of marriage, and a granddaughter before they truly accepted that the black man I married is a good man. For three years, I kept our relationship a secret from my parents.
Our phone calls were still strained, but my parents only truly came around after my daughter was born almost 9 years ago.
I’m not sure if it’s because they realized my husband wasn’t going anywhere, or we were their only hopes of having children since my sister was still single.
After the long journey, my husband is now part of the family.
Although they do in fact exist, not all interracial relationships are fetishes.