Just had a brief conversation with a European friend on Google Plus that made me uncomfortable and I was upset because I was uncomfortable.
He asked did I know where I came from? What part of Africa?
I thought it was rude. But I was confused as to why? And more so, why I all of a sudden I became sensative about the subject.
This is not something I have ever really spent time on. The reason, which I explained to him was that I simply didn’t know; as it is with quite a few African Americans.
It does bother me and I guess more than I realized. I sit here 35 yrs old and I for the life of me have never felt comfortable calling myself an African American. BLACK American yes, because I don’t know if I’m from Africa. Whose to say I’m not from the Caribbean.
It’s actually brings on so many emotions I don’t really know how to address and it’s not something I wanted to discuss with some Swedish dude online.
#toomuchforaMonday
