I\u2019m not going to engage, I say to myself like a mantra.\u00a0 I was in a strange predicament that I\u2019d never before experienced.\u00a0 It was only until I traveled with him in the American South, that my sitting at a dinner table with a man of another race was interpolated by those around me to be inappropriate.\u00a0 Being in the nicest restaurant in a miserable city exacerbated the situation; he and I could buy the place, yet pairings such as outs were frowned upon and he and I were being stereotyped and judged.<\/p>\n
Why was it so offensive for me to be examined as an interracial couple?\u00a0 I can\u2019t help but think of people who judge us as deeply stupid.\u00a0 Even though they might be genuinely decent, I can\u2019t get over the socially inane way they still think.<\/p>\n
He has always had to be superior to be treated half as well here.\u00a0 He earns more than most here, he\u2019s healthier, smarter, kinder and more cosmopolitan than almost anyone in this place.\u00a0 Maybe it\u2019s that about him that they really hate?\u00a0 The only breaks from my distress were when the occasionally-enlightened person would address him politely.\u00a0 I live somewhere that\u2019s sensitive to variation, and I expect men and women of every color to be treated properly.\u00a0 But when I deal with people in this town, the ugliness gets me wanting to leave.\u00a0 It feels icky to bear it, and I assume he feels likewise.\u00a0 But he just laughs, shares more kindness, is proud of his differences and happy about his similarities, and generally shows more strength than I can.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s frustrating for me to be distraught for him.\u00a0 I have to ignore most people around here\u2026but can you ever totally ignore what people think?\u00a0 Can you ever stop seeing how they stay?\u00a0 Maybe I need a new mantra:\u00a0 back off and let us all love.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I\u2019m not going to engage, I say to myself like a mantra.\u00a0 I was in a strange predicament that I\u2019d never before experienced.\u00a0 It was only until I traveled with him in the American South, that my sitting at a dinner table with a man of another race was interpolated by those around me to […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1547","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"yoast_head":"\n