Why I Have Given Up On Friendship With White Women?
Because it’s painfully clear they don’t want to be friends with me
About a month ago, I went to a beautiful wedding in Bilbao, Spain. The bride and groom were truly a good match for each other and it was a privilege to be a part of their special day. Given that the wedding venue was far from the city and that there were limited transportation options, the couple organized a coach for their guests to get there.
My husband had to work that day and couldn’t come to the wedding with me, so I found myself there alone. I knew it wouldn’t be easy being single at a romantic wedding of all places, but I didn’t expect the white women there to make me feel so unwanted, so unwelcome. It made me realize just how much they viscerally hated me, a beautiful, Black woman. Let me share a few examples of what happened.
When I got to the location where the bus was to pick up wedding guests, I had a doubt as to whether I was in the right place. I spotted three white couples in nice clothing who all seemed to be going to a wedding. I approached each one of them and every time, the white woman in the couple would stare up and down at me disapprovingly and turn away. Just in case, I wasn’t wearing sexually provocative clothing. My belief is that they just hated that I was this…
