Hi y’all, Welcome to Mixed Girl Monday!
As I mentioned in my introduction post, I am biracial and it is something I am very proud of. However, I have only become truly comfortable with this part of my identity recently (sometime in high school).
You might be wondering why this feed is called #mixedgirlmonday yet the post is titled “Being Biracial.” The proper name for my ethnicity is biracial, “mixed” is just the slang way of describing it.
Some people get offended whenever they’re referred to as a “mixed” person and would rather be called biracial. Personally, I don’t have a strong opinion, but since the amount of biracial people in our country is increasing, I do feel like “biracial” needs to be the go to term.
Mixed Girl Monday is a time where I can talk about the experiences I have had throughout my life as a biracial individual. I am using the hashtag #mixedgirlmonday simply because it is catchy, and biracial does not have a day of the week that it can be paired with and sound just as catchy.
I am a blend of black and white, my mom is white and my dad is black. I don’t see a reason to make it a super complicated topic. It’s honestly really simple like I mentioned in my earlier post it’s the best of both worlds.
I will elaborate on that more throughout the weeks, but in a nutshell,
therefore I have been exposed to two different, therefore, like to think of myself as a well rounded individual. I don’t want to get into too much with this first post, I just wanted to give a general overview of this part of my life.
It is my hope that, as part of my journey, I will be able to share with you all different things I have discovered about being biracial. Some of them are funny, others are a little serious, and most are just interesting and insightful.