Here's the skinny:
I'm 27, white catholic male living in an urban area of the Dakotas. My parents were brought up in small farming communities.
My girl is 20, black american, and here's the problem.
My parents don't even want to see a picture of her, let alone meet her. Five months we've been together. My mother has also expressed that she doesn't want to carry around a mixed grandchild.
Most of my friends are cool with it, but at the end of the day they're all like, "ya, but your just having fun, right? I mean, you're not planning on having kids with her, are you?"
And this girl is all about me. She's decked out with little trinkets and jewelry that I've gotten for her and wears it all so proud. She's playful, energetic, and she's got a smok'n body and knows how to rock my world. On the downside, she's got nothing to her name, barely has a job, and no real solid plans for the future...career wise.
Then there's these other white girls who have jobs, money, careers, cars, smarts, and are great fantastic woman that I can totally trust, and they're all closing in on me.
Bottom Line: I love her.
How do I overcome all this? YES, it's easy to say, "Love conquers all and to heck with everybody else." But it ain't like that. Parents help out with down payments on houses, they babysit kids on Saturday nights, etc. Approval is important to me from friends and family.
So what do I choose, Flare and excitment, or stability and security? Seems I'm not going to get both.
-dazed and confused