When White People Apologize For Being Racist
Yes, it gives me some form of relief, but I still feel resentment
The year was 1994, I had just met my future husband. His white friends thought that I was dating him to get some type of advantage — money, Swiss nationality, something. I am a Black woman, it could only be that, I could only be after something. It was inconceivable for them to believe that I simply loved him for hi…
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