I'm white and I have a super similar thing going on. For a while I was viewing everything from a racial perspective, and it was really messing with me. I lost friendships over them saying racist things and it would affect me REALLY SERIOUSLY for some reason. My best friend and housemate is of color and every time she calls me out on something racist (we are all of the analysis that all white people are racist and that includes me) I take it super seriously and shut down for like five hours developing a super in-depth analysis of why it was racist and how not to do that anymore.

I've spent enough time doing this that at this point in my life I really seriously mistrust white people and I'm not even of color so I don't experience racism. I've spent the last five months or so obsessing over racism and why everything from communism to the food guide pyramid is racist.

I think it's been a productive few months and I'm genuinely glad that now I'm so much more up on my race **** than I used to be, but I'm not sure what to make of the fact that it's an obsession that has run my life.