I’m Chinese American. My husband’s white. Here’s the reaction we get as soon as we travel.

I’m Chinese American. My husband’s white. Here’s the reaction we get as soon as we travel.

THE VERY FweRST TIME I got a asian marriage agency whiff of judgement about my interracial wedding originated in a buddy of my loved ones.

This individual ended up being of the past generation (or a few past generations), had been staying in the United states south during the time, and had “what was most readily useful” for my better half and me at heart. Needless to say she did.

Upon learning of our engagement, she clicked her tongue and an appearance like she’d simply been told the ice cream she had been consuming was made out infants, crossed her face.

“It’s simply not fair,” she said.

“The kids. The whites, the Jews, the Chinese — nobody will ever accept them.”

“WHAT. THE. F**K.” we mouthed quietly to my then-fiance. Continue reading “I’m Chinese American. My husband’s white. Here’s the reaction we get as soon as we travel.”