@Lightsmother
I’m a South Asian woman and genuinely feel white women are unable to fully connect with me in the same way they are with other white women. I don’t feel a genuine solidarity or sisterhood coming from them, regardless of how hard I try or attempt to fit in with their norms.
When you meet a non-white woman, do you really see through her race?
From school to university and now parenthood, it’s a difficult experience and I am constantly considering how each meeting and interaction would go if I were white.
The difficulty comes where somebody genuinely does 'see through race' because it doesn't matter to them, only to be told that's being offensively racist in itself and you're supposed to put it front of centre because being able to say it doesn't matter in the first place is an expression of white privilege.
Anytime there's somebody I speak to, there's any number of things they could think of me - posh bitch, council house scum, complete knobhead, possibly some prejudice based upon views of Celtic people and/or GRTs due to my complexion, possibly negative thoughts based upon opinions of the English/people from southern England/London (due to my accent), stupid fat bitch (because I'm fat), disabled (because I am), stupid or embarrassing (because I'm disabled) - I could do without offending people by being assumed to be intrinsically racist/exclusionary as well.
I completely get that people feeling that way have got damn good reason to do so (experienced it being directed at my mates at school and me because I was supposedly 'betraying' something I feel no kinship to, just by being friends with them fucking Neanderthals and white van drivers ) - not because of anything I've ever done; but then again, they've been on the receiving end of racism not because of anything they've done, either.
I don't expect somebody to fit in with 'norms'. Normal is a vastly overrated concept in my opinion. Unless you count a norm to be interested in you, interested in your opinions, hoping for somebody else who likes music, art, B movies, cooking, animals, growing plants, bitching about interior design fashions, not be a raging Tory if at all possible - then I'm up for talking bollocks and having a laugh.
I'll talk to everybody (who isn't wearing a MAGA hat/equivalent/offensively misogynistic T-shirt, at any rate). I'd like to be friends with them, or at least have them think 'Oh, she was nice/friendly/kind'. Most people probably think I'm a dickhead, though. That's fine, I'm used to it. I'm not fine with the idea that somebody expects me to be a racist dickhead, though. Because I'm not.
Seriously, is the right answer 'I'll see it if you want me to, but if you don't, then I won't'? Because I want to get it right and not hurt anybody anymore than they have been hurt by other people already.