Parents and interracial dating blind dating etiquette
For example, my parents grew up in a world of multi-generational families where girls “left” the family to become a part of someone else’s.
The second was about sex — no boys allowed in my bedroom. The only boys that ever saw where I slept were glossy ones I duct-taped to my bedroom walls from magazine cutouts. So did a third (and final) parental limitation on dating.
I’m back home now and we are continuing our relationship long distance. On top of ethnicity, there is the issue of education.
We fell in love very fast and we both feel we are ready to commit. My boyfriend is the smartest person I know, but he only has a high school diploma while I have a Master’s degree. One of my good friends was in this situation and her family basically disowned her and slut-shamed her for years.
I was saying goodbye to my mom and dad as I watched them raise their eyebrows at the mob of diverse freshman unloading their college supplies. Knowing the dynamics of the word “home” were about to change, I let a nervous giggle escape without unleashing my usual well-meaning but uniformed 18-year-old ideas about racial injustice.
“Don’t come home with a black boyfriend,” my dad said in a raspy whisper as he pointed one finger unintentionally at my heart and gestured towards my co-ed dorm. A perpetual comedian, my dad’s parting words were not unlike his jokester self.