Hey ProgressiveU, I'm a newbie, my name is Sierra. I happened to be looking through some scholarship items and came across this website which seemed very interesting to me. I thought I would give it a go. So here I am writing my very first blog, so take it easy on me will ya? Lol.
Well I thought the topic of my first blog would be about myself. Makes sense huh? Well, I'll start with the basics before I get into the nitty-gritty.
Age: 19
B-Day: October 8
Hair Color: um Black n Blonde. (I have blonde highlights)
Eye Color: Dark Brown (color is really brought out by purple eye makeup)
H: 5"4'
W: like I'd tell ya
Status: Not married but in a committed relationship.
The NITTY-GRITTY: things that seem to bother the general public...
I'm biracial and bisexual.
Biracial: My mother is white and my father is black. I can't tell ya specifics like what racial backgrounds they both come from. All I know is that my father is somewhere in Cleveland, Ohio with 4 other children (all boys, I'm the only girl) 2 older than me and 1 younger with the 4th my age, just 6 months younger than me. And well my mother is, well I'm not sure. Last I heard she was moving to Michigan but with all of the anti-depressant meds she is on, I can't be so sure. For a while I was stuck in between the two worlds of black and white. I was raised in a white community for 13 years of my life. Then when my mother gave up custody of me, I went to live with my father, a man I did not know who lived in the ghettos of Cleveland. I was a "white girl" in a black community. Can you imagine how alarmed I felt? Then a king and queen came to my rescue. I came to live in a suburb of Cleveland where I would be going to school with a majority of whites, just like my old life. However, I lived with a black family and went to an all black church. Can you say akward? You would think that the church would make me feel welcome. The adults did, yes, but those my age and younger were cruel. I remember one comment made but a boy who was my age "If she didn't dress so white, she might be cute." What was that supposed to mean? i was hurt nonetheless. But I got over it. I lived with the torment year after year. Then finally I moved out at age 18 (due to some family issues which maybe I will explain in a later blog if you care to read) and over the past year and half, have learned who I am and who I want to be. I am Sierra. Not the "halfrican" down the street. I am a young woman with pride and hope.
Ah, PRIDE, which brings me to my nexty topic about myself. I am bisexual and I am proud of it. I do not hide it. I mean its not like I parade around telling everyone but if someone asks, I will not be ashamed. I like women and men. I have a boyfriend, of whom I have been dating for about a year and a half. We just got an apartment together and we have a strong relationship. He is aware of my sexuality and it does not bother him. I cannot help who I am attracted to. There is not a switch I can flip whenever I want to be straight. It just doesn't work that way. I just wish that there wasn't so much hate toward homosexuals. I see nothing wrong with it. Love is Love, no matter what.
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welcome to progressive!
: P Your story was very touching and I can sympathize with you because I'm also biracial and my mother is white and father is black. I know how you feel. wether the names were oreo or wigger i remember them since i am still in highschool. I must respect your courage for being able to be open about your sexuality like that. It is bery inspiring.
I think you'd really relate to this guy I knew from the California YMCA Youth & Government Program. He's half black, a quarter Italian, and a quarter Native American. He's also gay. He was elected Youth Governor of California by the 2,500 students in the Youth & Government Program. He served as the Student Representative to the California State Board of Education. And now he goes to Harvard. You should look him up online.
Common sense is as rare as genius. ~Emerson
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