Dear Joely: My Boyfriend Won’t Take Me To Barbados

Dear Joely,

My partner and I live together in London. We have been together for almost two years and, for the most part, life is good. Last year, we went on holiday together to Goa, which was really fun. We both had a great time.

It has always been a strong wish of mine to visit the Caribbean — in particular Barbados and perhaps one of the smaller islands. The problem is that my boyfriend won’t even consider going to the West Indies and the reason, to me, is basically a joke.

When I push the point, and it has come down to arguments a few times, it turns out to be based around a deep-seated jealousy of Black men and the perceived size of Black men’s bodies.

I find this completely and utterly ridiculous and have said so more than once. I have pointed out the obvious: that I would be there as his partner and not casting about for an island fling, but he will not be moved.

I mentioned this to a few of my friends and they were shocked. He doesn’t come across this way to them.

I am annoyed about this on a few levels. The first is his stubbornness on what I see as an absurd point. Then I think about his inability to see my point of view. And plus, his underlying insecurity is deeply unattractive to me.

We have a sex life that we both enjoy a lot. Why he’s acting this way is beyond me. Should I just go alone and hang the consequences?

Yours sincerely,

Exasperated

Dear Exasperated,

There are many respectable reasons a person might not want to visit the Caribbean.

They hate heat. They don’t like long-haul flights. They once had an unfortunate encounter with rum punch and have never emotionally recovered. They are saving money. They prefer mountains. They are frightened of boats, mosquitoes, or becoming the sort of person who says “island time” without irony.

Your boyfriend’s reason is not one of these.

Your boyfriend does not want to go to Barbados because, somewhere in the private locker room of his mind, he has decided that if you are placed within a certain radius of Black men, your fidelity, judgment and knickers will all fling themselves into the sea.

This is not a travel preference. It is insecurity wearing a racist hat.

You are right to find it unattractive. Insecurity can be tender when someone owns it honestly: I know this is my issue, I’m embarrassed by it, I’m trying to work through it. But insecurity becomes controlling when it expects the other person’s life to get smaller around it.

And that is the part I would take seriously.

Because the issue is not really Barbados. Barbados is just where the ridiculousness has chosen to wear sunglasses. The real question is: what happens when your desire for something harmless collides with his fear of being inadequate?

Does he get curious about himself?

Does he trust you?

Does he hear you?

Or does he dig in until your wish becomes the problem?

You say you have a good sex life. Lovely. But sexual compatibility does not cancel out sexual insecurity. A man can enjoy your body and still be terrified that it contains preferences, memories, curiosity, fantasy, autonomy, and a passport.

Should you go alone and hang the consequences?

Not as a stunt. Not as punishment. Not with a dramatic “fine, I’ll go without you then” flourish while booking flights at midnight with one eye twitching.

But should you go to the Caribbean if you genuinely want to go, and he refuses to join you for this reason?

Yes, quite possibly.

First, though, I’d have one calm, adult, deeply unsexy conversation. Not about anatomy. Not about stereotypes. Not about whether his fear is “valid.” About the relationship.

Try something like:

“I want to understand whether you’re asking me to give up a place I’ve always wanted to visit because you don’t trust me, because you feel insecure, or because you hold beliefs about Black men that I’m not comfortable with. Whichever it is, we need to talk honestly, because this is starting to change how I see you.”

Then stop talking.

Let him answer.

If he can say, I know this is irrational, I’m ashamed of it, and I don’t want it to limit you, you may have something to work with.

If he doubles down, sulks, accuses you, or turns your perfectly ordinary travel wish into evidence that you’re secretly planning a sexual field trip, then you have learned something important.

Go to Barbados. Take sunscreen. Take a good book. Take your own sweet self.

And while you’re there, ask yourself whether you want a partner who can stand beside you in the world — or one who needs you to avoid entire regions because his imagination has packed badly.

Warmly,

Joely