To preface this, I believe I’m white facing, but I honestly have no idea to parse this. To preface this, I’m American. On my mom’s side of the family, my great grandfather was Chinese and my great grandmother was the children of people who were slaves. This is the extend of my geneologic knowledge.

I essentially have no knowledge of my family. As a result, when I tell people that my family is from China or from slave lineage, I got called slurs as a child, even as a white person. I constantly had to balance my privileged existence as a white-existing person with the reality of a predominantly large portion of my family. Im not trying to propose any unique “multiracial” experience that exists outside of the bounds of race. I’m just simply asking if anyone has experienced the same? Im sorry if this is wreckerjacketed unintentionally, it’s just something I cannot talk about with libs. I ask this somewhat assuredly, knowing that someone has experienced this

  • queermunist she/her
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    1 year ago

    Passing complexion is a hell of a thing.

    If I get a lot of Sun in the summer white people noticably treat me differently, but I am otherwise white coded. I dunno how to feel about it?

    • Frank [he/him, he/him]@hexbear.net
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      I knew someone who was Italian up and down, but when she tanned in summer she was subjected to racial abuse by people who thought she was Mexican. Racism is weird.