I'm currently in an interracial relationship (8 months now, I think), and I really don't think of it as such. He's African/Chinese/Indian (as in, from India), and I'm white.
We get some odd or questioning looks sometimes, when we're together, but nothing as horrible as outright angst. The area I live in is predominantly white (90%), so it is and isn't a bit odd to see an interracial couple. It is odd in that to see a non-white person in general is strange, and it isn't odd in that because there are so few non-white people, it would make sense that they're in a biracial relationship. Make sense?
To be honest (and I do not intend at all
for this to be a racist), I think there is more scorn from black women regarding a black man dating a white woman and a black woman dating a white man than from any other race or gender. I base this on what my significant other has said about how black women regard him, asking him things like (this is a direct quote from him, making it hearsay, but nonetheless), "why aren't you with a sister? What's wrong with being with one of the sisters?" This is his first relationship with a white girl (he's previously been in other interracial relationships), and my second relationship with a black guy (I've had several other relationships with Latin American guys and girls).
My dad semi-approves of this relationship. He's politically very conservative, so his gut says that it's "wrong", but he puts family before politics. I don't know what I would do if my family didn't approve of my relationship. It would be tough.
Despite being in an interracial relationship myself, when I notice an interracial couple at the store or wherever, it does give me pause. I guess because it's so rare in my area.
Anyway, pardon the wall o' text. Love is love, no matter who doesn't like it.