I am well aware that there are intellectuals of every race; however, the black men I met wanted to discuss nothing more than sports and intimacy.
Safe to say, I was meeting and messing with the wrong types of men and must have been looking in the wrong places.
We didn’t date long, considering we were young and in school, but he set the precedent for all of my interracial relationships.
After dating more of these men I noticed a trend: All of my relationships with white men involved partners who took me out on actual dates, openly confessed their commitments to me, and tossed around the idea of marriage.
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Thankfully it didn’t matter because white men showed me what I needed to know about love, commitment, and romance.
When I was finally old enough to date I went out with the first of many white boys.
He held all the doors open, treated me like a lady, and paid for dinner.
We discussed a variety of topics and he seemed genuinely interested in what I had to say (a rare find in the dating pool of the late ’90s).