Yup! I asked one guy who said he thought I'd be high-maintenance based on the way I speak and write why looking at me didn't change that perception. I'm certainly not a sharp dresser. My hair is frequently chaotic, and my nails are usually in terrible shape. I don't like sneakers until they are two years old. Most of my dress shoes are in desperate need of polishing. He said he just thought I would be bougie, and was pleasantly surprised when we got to know each other.
He was also surprised when I expressed interest in him. He thought I'd probably prefer someone not so dark-skinned like he. I'll admit that the thought occurred to me he might prefer whites and light-skinned asians like so many other black men I've met who are as affluent as he. He exclusively dates dark-skinned women with kinky hair like mine.
I often wondered if despite his very dark skin, he worried about people challenging his blackness (because of his interests, speech, and success) and if that was why he dressed like a thug when he didnt' have to wear a suit, and wouldn't even consider dating a woman with straightened hair, let alone outside of his race.
In my experience, they stole from me, called me names, beat up on me, and generally harrassed me. This wasn't restricted to my own grade, but was the entire school from grades 3-8. There was some relief in the 8th grade when I went into a special class, but some of my bullies were bright too, and also got into that class. Thank God I was popular in high school. I think I would have killed myself if I had to deal with the same bullshit then too. I thought about killing myself at least once a day from grades 5-8. I tried a few times, too. Racist American blacks are the worst, because they hate people who look just like them.
Anyway, those experiences have led to a lingering distrust of blacks and latinos. I do not seek out their company without consciously forcing myself to remember to give individuals a chance.
This thread brings to mind another thing I have only experienced with black guys when I was growing up. Did any other black women here experience the following when they were teenagers? My mother never wanted me to be disconnected from the community from which "we" (meaning she) came. To that end, I always had to go to after-school programs in the ghetto, sleep-away camps with kids from the ghetto, etc. I found that a lot of the black guys would bully me in public, but if we were ever alone, they'd want to be very flirty or even overtly sexual with me. Alone with me, they could admit to themselves that they found me attractive, but in public, I was "too white" and had to be destroyed. Did anyone else experience similarly?