What kills me is that, my mom claims that it’s not cause he’s White. She told me that she’s never liked him since we were friends in high school. Never gave an actual answer besides, I just don’t like him. I’ve had tons of white friends… Since I went to mainly predominately white schools for most of my life. She just never liked him. Hell, I’d rather her tell me it’s cause he’s White. Though it would still be bullshit, at least it would be a reason.
Just sickens me cause, my grandfather (on my mom’s side) didn’t want my mom to date my dad cause he’s Puerto Rican. He tried to get my grandmother to tell her that she couldn’t be with or marry my dad cause of his race. Didn’t believe she was going to go through it until he was walking her down the aisle. If she caved into my grandfather, I wouldn’t be typing this message right now.
I’m not dating him out of spite. Goodness no. I could find some White dude that’s covered with tattoos and piercings to do that. I’m with him because I love and respect him as my boyfriend and as a person. Don’t care who it is, I’m not going to leave him unless I decided that. No one else. So, if my mom or anyone else in my family doesn’t like it… Oh hell, oh well. My life. Not theirs. Sometimes you have to cut people off to progress in life. Including parents. I’ve been coming to terms with that. It’s hard but, sometimes, it needs to be done. And for me, my greatest adversary has always been my mother. Saying no to her has been my biggest problem because, I never want to disappoint her. But, I can’t keep trying to live day to day to please her. She will never be satisfied unless she can mold me into what she wants me to be. I can’t keep doing that. I’ll be 24 in two days. Time for me to wear my big girl pants and keep them on.
My BF does that for me randomly. It’s not as frequent as it was in the beginning of our relationship, but I’m happy it still occurs at all. I get the same way. All flustered and whatnot… Especially over cute things/Hello Kitty. I’m very easy to shop for. Haha. I was finally decisive for what I wanted on my birthday (Tues). Told him I wanted a spa day. He’s gonna pay for my hair, mani/pedi and whatnot. He spoils me rotten. <3
I figured going on four years, talking about it seriously seemed to be right. Setting up time frames and goals are our next step now. Seems like the smarter and more mature thing to do than just rush in ass first. 
Again, thank you. Things have been a huge turn around lately. I can’t see myself with anyone other than him. And, I know some people might say that, I only say that because we’ve been together for so long, blahblahblah. But, the bond that we have formed from 14 years old til now can not be duplicated. To me, having a deeper bond than just some fluffy “I love you” bullshit is important. Having a true connection like that is what keeps relationships together and keeps happily and healthy marriages together.
Growing up sucks, but, I’m ready to legit accept that.
/sorry for the rant.