I know exactly where you’re coming from.

I grew up in a town that was 91% white, and I rarely came into contact with people of other races. The few times I did encounter non-whites, they were surprisingly well-behaved and they didn’t treat me badly, so I didn’t think there was a serious problem in the United States. I never thought about race or anything race-related from childhood to high school graduation.

By the end of my teen years, I had become entirely convinced that white women had all turned into awful, Leftist, unloving, feminazis, so I drifted away from them and I jumped into the pool of going outside my race for romance. I dated two black women (and even almost married the second one) throughout my 20s, and that really opened my eyes to a lot of things around the subject of race.

Looking back, I’m glad that I dated black women because if I hadn’t, I may still be apathetic to racial differences today in my 30s. One area where we need to improve as white advocates is We need to forgive white men and women who have dated or married outside of their race but who later came to a racial awakening as a result. There are more of us than you might assume.