An important reminder...

"We joke that when we finally move in together, we’ll both fill the stereotype of the older relative at the family reunion who convinces everyone that their significant other is just a close friend or roommate. The queer relative whose relationship will never be recognized by the rest of the family—as long as the family doesn’t want to see it. My partner and I predict that even in the far future, our relationship will remain invisible to our family and friends, and to the larger black community, because they don’t want to see romantic love between two people who both aren’t clearly feminine or masculine, light-skinned, and complacent in the identities we were assigned at birth. They’d sooner believe that two siblings are living together, holding hands, buying groceries, or whatever else siblings wouldn’t ever do."