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Even more hurtful was the night he and I were standing outside a bar in Bushwick and someone we both knew started making racist comments.

While I tried to explain to this man why what he was saying was offensive, my boyfriend stood there in silence.

In those moments, I’ve wished to be sitting in front of someone who could relate.

Despite knowing I can feel intimacy with white guys, right now what divides us feels like a chasm.

The store had some, but none that matched my skin tone. Once, in my late 20s, my boyfriend and I were stopped by police, and I quickly became frantic about the weed in the car.

He put his hand on my knee and reminded me that I was safe with him. Racism isn’t something white people to face every day.

I know a man isn’t going to get me through the Trump era.They’re no longer the object of my affection, a mirror for my self-worth, or an affirmation of my beauty. The night Trump was elected, I wrote about feeling lonely.I wanted to be comforted — but I wanted it to be by someone who had an inkling of the anxiety I felt for my family, my loved ones, and for myself. It’s a pretty good way to pass the time from Brooklyn to midtown. I spent my childhood surrounded by black and brown kids, but when I got to high school, suddenly everyone around me was white.And on those rare occasions a white boy kissed me in the copy-machine room at our high school, or when a white boy told me over the phone he had a crush on me, the acknowledgement made me feel chosen. The white boys I grew up with were cool: They rode their skateboards on private property.

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