Why am i so different?
I am black or rather I am supposed to be. I am a light skinned african american male that is in the middle of an identity crisis. I am te first person that ever graduated college in both of my blood lines, going on to finish my Master's and my family hates me because they think I am turning "white". I am the same person, just a little smarter and a whole lot more in debt. My wife wishes for the black guys with the bullet wounds you see on the videos and tells my son that I am not a real man because I am not a "thug" or "player". I am so stressed out by people questioning me because I do not do "black things" I do not like rap, I do not have a criminal record, no ilegitimate children, no sexual diseases. I am crucified by this.