"If I didn't know any better, I would have thought you were white."
"Which one of your parents is white?"
"You're the whitest black person I've met!"
In the end, it doesn't really matter how I identify myself to myself and to others. It is ultimately their choice how they decide to see me and judge me.
Both of my parents are African-American, and each of their parents are African-American. Therefore, I identify as African-American. (Not bi-racial, not anything else a person could assume.)
My skin color has been the cause of a lot of struggle throughout my entire life. Black folks constantly say that I'm "too white," or assume that I think I'm better than them. This couldn't be farther form the truth. Black folks are all different shades and colors. One of my uncles was born with practically white skin, blue eyes and orange hair while my brother is a deep shade of chocolate.
So maybe it's true that I don't "act Black enough" or "dress Black enough" or "talk Black enough." But by saying that, are you not perpetuating stereotypes that have been used against the African-American community for decades? And maybe, just maybe I don't identify with that culture because I haven't been invited into it.
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