Interracial and Intercultural Relationships

I am filipino. Born and raised in the US. All of my relationships I dated people of another ethnicity. But I have never dated a filipino or any asian before because they are not my type. Plus, they were not that many around where I lived before. And those that were, I didn't feel attracted to them anyway. I have dated a black guy, a mexican guy, and two caucasion guys (not all at the same time though lol). One of the causion guys, I've been married to for about 5 years now. Our marriage is great. We do not focus our relationship on our ethnicity. Most of the time, we forget each other's race and see each other as a person.

My father was a dark, olive-green complexioned Italian-American. Mother was a light-skinned Turk. This is what they call interracial back in the early and mid 20th century. My parents went thru h@ll and when 3 kids were born (all with mum's light skin), people didnt know how to react. I heard all the racial slurs applied to my father, including the "N" word, so did they. However, it only made their bond tighter and each overcame the other's cultural differences as well because they loved each other enough to do so. My late husband was from Pakistan. I went there to live to learn his life because he spent enough time in the US to know mine here. If you marry someone of another race or country, you have to start compromising and adapting to new ideas and make them your own on both sides. Just like my parents did and I did until my husband was killed in an car crash.

well so far nothing to tell u buddy. but it will be a different and interesting to know how people can cope with so much difference in culture and family values?? u might get an idea to start INDIAN DAILY SOAP!!

I am white, and my husband is Chinese-American. We live in the midwestern town that has a very small Asian (or non-white at all for that matter) population. We've never experienced direct discrimination or racism, but some people we've come across have really made stupid comments to us, and it really hurts my feelings sometimes to hear them. For instance, once we were hosting a party for my husband's co-workers, and one woman came up to him and said "Will you be serving egg rolls?" in the snottiest tone of voice. It was just so rude. We just moved into a new neighborhood, and my husband was outside shoveling snow, and a neighbor lady came up to him and said, "Do you work at a Chinese restaurant??" and he was like "No... I'm an engineer." The thing that probably bothers me most is when someone says, "Where is your husband from?" and I'm like "Uhhh, well he was born in Illinois..." and they say, "No, like where is he FROM?" My husband has never even been to CHina, he was born in America and can't even speak Chinese! I also hate the Chinese telemarketers I get calling me late at night, trying to sell me phone cards "to call back home." Being a white girl with a Chinese last name is so frustrating sometimes!! Heh! But on the positive side, my family had never really had much contact with Asians, and I thought they might have a problem with me being in an interracial relationship, but they love him. Ithink they realized that if he makes me happy, that's all that should matter.