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Taken by Koko Brown Goodreads Author 3. Always Free Falling, 3. Breaking Free by S. Koz Goodreads Author 4. By 'been,' I mean to strictly include sexual encounters or dating, in the traditional, non-Tinder sense of the word. Furthermore, I restrict the racial category to 'black' because it makes up the other segment of my racial identity and is thus relevant, and also the guys I have been with have not always been exclusively 'white. Semantics out of the way, we can all crawl under my bed covers, which are perfectly clean, by the way. In Twine's study, one student, Alex, who grew up identifying himself as biracial, recalls actively avoiding black girls in high school: I remember a [black] girl in my high school who had her mother ask my mother if I would be her escort for the coalition I do realise that I was running away just because it would have been dating a black girl.

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And she was pretty too, nice, stylish, popular. I'm aware that Alex is speaking from a male and American perspective, the latter of where racial categories hold significantly more social importance, however, his fundamental status of being mixed-race certainly has resonance with me.

Despite being raised in equal measure by my black and white parents, I will be the first to admit that I grew up, socially at least, as white. We live in a suburban, majority middle-class white neighbourhood and I was the only 'coloured' girl in my school right up until I transferred to the sixth form aged All of my girlfriends were white and we gossiped about the guys in our year, and I remember pining after one white boy who, despite sitting next to me every science class, would clearly never realise our potential as the greatest couple ever.

I had clearly put a downer on the whole evening's festivities of truth or dare, and they waved off my concerns with hugs and Haribo sweets. In hindsight, being 14, white and attending an all-white school, their opinions about race and relationships were largely irrelevant. I felt then as I still partly feel now- no matter how much I sought their approval, white boys would never like me. Choosing me as a romantic partner would have just too catastrophic a social consequence.

No white teenage boy, as far as I was aware, wanted to be known as 'the guy with the black girlfriend,' and be at the butt-end of racial slurs disguised as jokes among his friends. Venturing into adulthood, I shed off some of my insecurities in the hope that the guys I dated would also rid themselves of their racial pettiness.

At university, I was suddenly getting more attention than ever before from guys of all races. This is not intended to be a vain statement, but merely a consequential hazard of being in a drunken, often claustrophobic environment full of sexually starved young people. I remember having a charming chat with a black guy in the smoking area of a club, only to later be watched in complete bewilderment by my friends as I chose perhaps the only white guy in the hip-hop orientated club. I always walked away from these encounters feeling numb.

Any chance at a further relationship was completely out of the question in their eyes. They got their coat from my house the next morning and never called back. I was an eroticized trophy, a story to ring home about, at best. As I overheard one guy telling his friend, "Dude, I hooked up with a nigger!

I laid on my bedroom floor trying to figure out why my love life kept going around in circles, why I still had learnt nothing. Of course, there were many external factors that influenced my choice in partner, including the demographic of the area I grew up in and in the TV shows I watched and magazines I read; all the 'hot' characters and cut out posters were white boys. The truth of the matter was still the same, and something I've spent a long time trying to avoid admitting to myself. My romantic relationships, no matter how toxic I knew they were, manifested out of a necessity to assert an identity that was white, biracial or anything that wasn't just 'black.

It is only recently, as I continue to grow as an individual and learn more about my racial heritage and its history, that my horizons have broadened, if not a little sceptically. I went on a series of dates with a perfectly fine black guy. It was so refreshing to talk about black lives matter, hip-hop, black literature, and other things that are so integral to black culture freely without fear of misunderstanding.

But at times, it felt like I was being tested. I didn't know all of Kendrick Lamar's songs, I didn't go to church and I couldn't associate with the 'black family problems' which he pointed out. I realise that these by no means encapsulate the diversities of black identity, but it would be ignorant of me to ignore their significance to it. If I had to say which race I found most attractive, it would be someone of mixed-race. Finding these people just becomes that little bit more difficult considering that contrary to popular belief; we do not congregate in large groups and do not have a university society dedicated to our very existence.