Why Does Being Weird And Black Make Me White?
There’s something incredibly cutting about being told that you’re “acting white.”
I don’t care if it is a joke or not, it’s incredibly hurtful.
This insult—though some might falsely consider it an observation—is usually par the course of being the token black girl in your group of friends, especially if you were a little nerdy. I mean, don’t even think about being black and enjoying sci-fi or anime or anything like that because, for some, that automatically screams I-hate-being-black. But for me, I think that some of my most alienating experiences came from people acting like I’m trying to be white because of the way I dressed.
Grew up hearing this shit from my family. As a black guy who skated and the various outlets that skating produced like music, art, and people and when I became excited by all these new things and tried to share with my family I quickly became labeled. The discord between me and my family grew tense though they never knew it, an outcast in my own home for exploring various forms of self expressions. There is nothing more infuriating than being told “I’m acting white”. No motherfucker, I’m doing me.