Former Racists Reveal What Changed Their Minds.

Many people, especially when they're young, absorb the ideas that are around them. But once you get older you have a responsibility to seek the truth and dispel oppressive ideology.

Here are some people sharing how they changed their racist beliefs. Many thanks to the Redditors who responded. You can check out more answers from the source at the end of this article.

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I used to be super racist, sexist, homophobic, the whole nine yards. Growing up I was kind of an entitled jerk, and once I started getting a platform (I worked on the yearbook and later the high school newspaper) I started getting really bad.

I distinctly remember writing a movie review for Inception where I said that "even Black people" could enjoy the movie (I assumed that they would get offended or something. I was an idiot). I almost reacted violently when I found out that a girl I had a major crush on was actually transgender.

It wasn't until I started realizing that I might be transgender that some understanding started to seep through, and after getting kicked out of my parents place at 17, struggling through a primarily Black populated workplace, and then eventually having to stay in a primarily Black populated homeless shelter that I started to see firsthand the sort of stuff a lot of Black individuals go through and I had to completely reevaluate my views on the world.

hotchocletylesbian

Car broke down on the side of the road in a rich area in Orange County.

Not one person stopped besides some dude who barely spoke English. Guy crawled underneath the car to tap on the starter with a wrench and got it working.

Yossi25

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I grew up in the South, moved to Missouri nearly 10 years ago. I was never racist against Black people because I was never taught to be. 

But when I moved to a midwestern state, and I would mention where I was from, people would talk about how racist the South was...

Now maybe Kentucky just isn't one of the Southern states that's racist, or maybe I just grew up in a very good part of the state (Southeastern) but neither me, nor my family, nor anyone I knew was racist against Black people...

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Really the only way we are ever going to end racism is to stop making it an issue. That may sound stupid, but if we could all gain the mindset that I was raised with, which is just "That's another person with a different skin color", we could start ending the problem of racism.

I realize there's a lot to the race issue, but I think that would be a good start...

AdelineKitty


My parents were pretty racist, and kind of still are, but have thankfully toned it down and kept it to themselves.

I used to be terrified of going anywhere but the small town I grew up in, because I was told there were constant gang fights, shootings, and more, in St. Louis. Like, I should lock my doors and not leave the car in certain areas; they told me Black men were all gang members, etcetera.

No one ever told me otherwise, and I had never really met a non-white person until late high school, early college. I was really, really on-edge at college around non-white people. I was finally told I was racist by one of my friends, but my instincts were a certain way. I didn't want to be racist but I was.

I had to try really hard not to move to the other sidewalk if a Black man was coming towards me. I had a constant anxiety around Black men, like something was going to happen any minute. I had to try incredibly hard to break those thoughts.

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I still harbour some prejudices, based on stereotypes, but I know now that those are based in a lack of understanding. It's just a matter of taking on the responsibility of acknowledging those thoughts, and trying to figure out whether they are grounded in truth or not (usually, not). I shouldn't rely on other people to educate me, that's a lot of pressure to place on other people, especially people of color, so I try very hard to do research myself. 

The difference was and always will be just exposure and time. 

Madamelic


I had a bit of a racist mindset from growing up with a parent that lived through apartheid (white parent) but once I started thinking for myself, that changed and I think racism is just ridiculous.

papnvleis

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I grew up in an atheist/Jewish household. My grandmother marched with MLK. Her older sister was an elementary school principal during World War II, and scrubbed her school's records of last names to try to make it more difficult to target Japanese students for harassment (this was before they were rounded up and sent to camps).

For her trouble, she received death threats until her retirement in 1980. She was very proud of them, and saved a half-brick that accompanied one of them through her bedroom window. On my mum's side, my great grandmother was among the first people to donate and raise money for the NAACP. Growing up, my parents went out of their way to make sure that I had Black, Latino and Asian friends, and insisted that I speak Spanish with our Mexican-American neighbors. I am extremely grateful for the effort they invested, and I try to pay it forward.

Even so, my girlfriend still points out racist behaviors and attitudes that managed to sneak into my brain anyway. Mostly, it's in the negative space of my personality - things that I don't think about because I don't have to. In many respects, I am still racist, despite my best efforts and the efforts of the three generations of my family who raised me.

You don't really overcome racism. It's the background noise of our civilization, and none of us can escape it. The best we can do is grow faster than it eats away at us. 

ryneches

I'm not sure I qualify as a "former racist," but I'll give it a shot.

I immigrated to the States when I was 10, and before then, I had NEVER seen a Black person. EVER. Not even on TV/movies. I guess the only "Black" person I'd seen were in documentaries about the Serengeti. So before I came to the States, I had a lot of my friends tell me random "truths" about Black people, so that scared me a bit.

It didn't help that the first taste of America I had was Newark, NJ...and then we moved to South Philly.

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To those of you who are unaware, these aren't very safe places. Lot of gang violence, shootings, muggings, etcetera. So again, it didn't help my views that Black = violence. I didn't have a proper understanding of the institutional forces that fed into this Black people aren't inherently violent, but their community has a long and violent history because of horrible treatment from white people, so that sometimes translates to violence in existing communities where Black people live. 

Then, I became friends with some people in my community. I started to learn all of this. I met some really great people, and it helped a lot. I think it's all about culture. I have zero prejudice when it comes to color anymore, it's all about getting to know our history, and getting to know people. 

BadMedStudent


I was raised in a very racist environment and held those views for many years, but I got a job at a college and there was exposed to many different cultures. Now I kind of feel out of place around a lot of friends and family because I don't hold their racist views anymore.

slworship

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I was told at a young age that all Middle Eastern people and Muslims were horrible, greedy, and violent. The thing was, I grew up without anyone telling me otherwise, so I just believed it. 

However, there was a problem that really added to that confirmation bias. It's when you believe something, so that's all you notice. I was told Middle Eastern people and Muslims were horrible, greedy, and violent, so I only noticed when they did something that suited that (which is pretty easy when you watch our news, which often only announces people's race or religion when it's a person of color or a non-Judeo-Christian religion). Anything nice, helpful, and generous, I just wrote off as a "one off" or part of some "ulterior motive". The nice Muslim man that returned my wallet after I had left it at his store? Probably looking for some sort of reward. The Syrian woman who volunteered at my work once a week? The first time we had a robbery I assumed it was her. The list went on. 

That's the danger of confirmation bias, which is the root of a lot of negative perceptions. 

It wasn't until my work did a presentation on confirmation bias and unconscious bias that I really thought hey, maybe there's something to this. I started to try to educate myself. I asked the Syrian woman at my work out for lunch. I went to visit my local Mosque. I started reading about the history of colonialism, religion essentially I educated myself on people and the world. 

It's still a struggle a lot of the time. Most of the time my first thought is always a negative one, but I'm learning to take an extra second to think critically about my thought patterns and biases. It's changed my life. 

Anonymous

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Mark Twain summed it up pretty well. Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's lifetime.

I was racist, and also used to be a homophobe. I lived in a convervative town, and used to be super religious. (My dream was to become a pastor, now I'm an atheist.) It was just how I was brought up as a kid. I lived in a very Asian dominant community growing up, and being Asian myself it was very easy for me to live in an "us vs. them" mentality in High School.

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(BTW the same danger in believing in the "us vs them" mentality also persists in religion as well.)

Then, I left my hometown for college. Everything changed. I had more diverse group of friends, not only on race and ethnicity, but also on gender, sexual orientation, and political views. I realized they weren't much different than me after all.

That's not to say that being different from me is a bad thing, but all my life I had imagined that I was fundamentally superior to people who weren't Christian, heterosexual, and Asian. Boy, was I wrong. 

kupakuma


I think a lot of people who are racist don't realize it. There's a negative connotation attached to racism, so few people are willing to identify with the term.

As for myself, although I'm not consciously racist, I do believe I have slight subconscious racist tendencies. The reason for this is that I grew up in the whitest state in the union, so my general exposure to nonwhite people was limited. But I try to be open-minded about the people I meet, and generally this has worked out well for me.

ExtraSmooth

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This isn't my story but it's my father-in-law's. He's a Vietnam vet and said that he used to hate all Black people until he met one named Chris.

Chris and him were in the same squad. I don't know much of the story but it basically goes like this: they became friends and Chris eventually took a bullet for him.

My father-in-law still holds some "conservative" views but he's more open to people now. Except the LGBTQ community. He has yet to change his views, but we're working on it. 

BlackPanther01

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When I was younger my friends and I were all quite racist, we'd sit there laughing about Hitler, get angry about immigrants, lots of stuff like that.

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One day though I suddenly snapped out of it, realized these people are the same as me, they just want to earn for their family. It annoys me when I see people who are like I used to be now, but I can understand. They have just not woken up yet.

emcjames


I left my small minded town, joined the Marines, saw the world and many cultures, got out and went to college.

Completely changed my view of race/color/creed/gender all that.

I look back on my 16 yr old self and I am ashamed to have had the views I did.

ThatJarhead

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I was brought up by a racist parent who had very racist friends that we hung out with a lot. I thought of all minorities in my area as trash and less than human through most of my childhood. This changed when I got my first real job and had to work with them. Nowadays I look at a person's actions and behaviour more so than their skin color when interacting with them. 

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