My husband and I are isolated alot because we are a mixed couple. Is there anywhere we would be accepted. I mean I like it here but we get the glares and the people whispering and no we are not paranoid. People say rude things all the time forgetting sometime that my husband is standing right there. I mean the black women, not all are hostile toward me sometime, and the white rednecks give us real disapproving looks and hateful disgusting looks, and old people look scared when they see my husband. I have lost several jobs in the 5 years we have been together under mysterious circumstances or I get less hours. Before we dated I worked full time and could keep a job but as soon as they found out I was with someone dark skinned they really changed toward me alot. I went to a predominantly African American church with my husband and believe me I was treated like crap. Now we go to a predominantly caucasian church and the people there are more accepting because they are considered a liberal church, but the only people that have ever invited us over in the two years we have been there is an African American couple who are just wonderful and a man from South Africa and his caucasian wife and a white guy brought us out to eat a couple times. I mean we have very few friends.
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