My SO and I will have been together 15 months next weekend. He’s an Indian born in America, and I am a southern blond. refer to the avatar Until January of this year, he had kept me a secret from his family because, in his culture, interracial relationships are utterly despicable. Every time we saw each other it was a massive risk. After 13 months, and what looked like another decade of doing the same thing, I basically gave him an ultimadum: Tell your parents, or we have to break up. Later in life, I didn’t want him to have to choose between me or his family. I wanted him to be able to have both a wife and the love of his parents, so, despite how much it would’ve hurt, I was willing to let him go…..
Risking disownment, being forced to move back home from college, and living under essentially house arrest, he told them that night.
They accepted the fact that their son was dating a non-Indian after much convincing and coaxing. They are still getting used to the idea, but things are more open now. He doesn’t have to lie to them anymore. It’s all working out… Things are going to be okay. :)