I never told anyone I was attracted to White or Hispanic guys. I was afraid to express it to my family in fear that I would be rejected. Because growing up I was taught it's better to stay in your own race. My family was very ignorant about interracial dating, meaning they don't know much about it. So I continued dating guys of my own race until I went to college.
When I enrolled in college it opened up a new windows of opportunities. One afternoon I was late for class, so I was running down the hall taking a few glance at my schedule and enter class. I should've known because all the people in the class where woman. Then a tall guy with curly black hair, brown eyes and tan color skin sat beside me. Then the teacher came in and said "Welcome to Shakespeare" I said "Oh fuck". I'm supposed to be Sociology 101!! I was too embarrassed to get up and walk away plus I had a hot guy sitting next to me. As the teacher began talking we had to stand up and introduce ourselves. Okay, I don't mind because I wont see them again after today I thought. After the introductions we were asked to break into groups and he asked me to be his partner. I wanted to melt in the chair. He was so sexy(okay besides the point). We really hit it off!! He told me he was originally from Biloxi, Mississippi and how much he love the beach. He also told me that he wont be able to be my partner because he was really in the wrong class. He thought he was in Trigonometry. We both laughed. Then I said " I thought it was Sociology". We laughed harder and everyone started to stare. Most of the girls started looking snobby. We got up and walked out the class. We exchanged numbers and after that day he called then went on our first date. We went to the bowling alley.
When we first went out I was nervous. It was my first time dating a white guy and people would just stare at me. I felt really uncomfortable. I would wonder what would play through there heads. The funny thing was it wasn't the other races staring but my own, other black women. After two years of dating Dave was enlisted in the Marines. Then he went to Iraq. We continued to date after but we felled apart
After we split up, I stayed single for a year. I wasn't ready to enter into another relationship. Dave and I had a good relationship but, we decided to call it quits. One morning I was up online and I decide to make profile on a dating site. My friend told me it was a good site and she met some guys who took her out to diner. That's all I wanted!! Was a friend I could just hang out with and do a few movies together. Maybe if screw after time went by. I wasn't ready for anything monogamous. I went on a few dates. Most of them was a disaster and I almost gave up. One morning I decide to delete the stupid dating profile until I seen this guy who really caught my attention.
He was from Abbeville, La, tall, straight, blond hair, and blue eyes. He was very different from anyone I've ever met. We had a instant connection, which in the first three months was scary for me. I told him I only wanted to be friends and he agreed. The relationship developed and it blossom. He became more than a boyfriend but my best friend. When I went out with him I stop caring about those people staring and didn't give two shits about who was watching me. Because I knew this is the person I love. After five months he wanted me to meet his parents, I almost went into shock. I didn't know if I was ready to make such a big step. Meeting them was a shock because they were very accepting. When I finally introduce them to my family they accepted him as well, which was a shock to me. Because they always told me not to date out my race. We've been dating going on two years now and planning to move in together very soon. I am very blessed he came into my life. I love him with all my heart and I'm thrilled to see what journey lie ahead for us. I don't want to sound cliché but love isn't about the skin of a person but where the heart lies.
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