User Submitted: The time I realized I was white.


A note from me about this submission: I wish this reader all the strength in the world to withstand the traumas of white privilege and also remind him or her that love of tacos does not a Latino make.

One day, I woke up and looked down and was like, “DAMN.  I’M WHITE!!”  This was really disheartening because I love tacos so much that I thought I was a full-blooded Latino.  It’s just so sad, because it is just SO difficult living with white privilege, you know, with the higher salary, absence of housing discrimination, and the ability to walk down the street without every suburban housewife reaching for their mace.  I have learned to live with my whiteness, but one day, I hope that people will except those of all colors, including the whites.