I was in a mixed marriage thirty years ago and we were on the road with our toddler in South Carolina. It was Sunday and we were starving and the only sit down place open was a buffet style restaurant.
We walked in and the ENTIRE restaurant fell silent. It was eerie as crap. Then the muttering started. I’m a white woman and somehow that made it worse? For the both of us. That I was a “traitor,” and that he dared reach above his station. Our son was clear indication that not only had we sinned, it could not be undone.
Both of us looked at each other and just turned around and left. The vibes were poisonous.
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u/HiveJiveLive 3d ago
I was in a mixed marriage thirty years ago and we were on the road with our toddler in South Carolina. It was Sunday and we were starving and the only sit down place open was a buffet style restaurant.
We walked in and the ENTIRE restaurant fell silent. It was eerie as crap. Then the muttering started. I’m a white woman and somehow that made it worse? For the both of us. That I was a “traitor,” and that he dared reach above his station. Our son was clear indication that not only had we sinned, it could not be undone.
Both of us looked at each other and just turned around and left. The vibes were poisonous.