Do you think that there are different degrees of prejudice, or is all prejudice the same?

This question is mostly directed toward all African-American- or black (if that is ok to say) people out there on this planet. I dated a black man when I was studying at FSU (17 years ago). This man was intelligent, deep, and aware (a far cry from all the silly, fraternity “children” I’d already encountered during my first two years at FSU). This nice black man asked me out and I said yes “for the hell of it”, even though I had never even considered dating a non-white person before. This man turned me on, and he and I became good friends, but I still wished that he was not black. I cared deeply for this man, but I wished that he had the same skin color as I did, because it is just EASIER. I think that his mother was not too happy with him dating a white girl, either. This man knew that I cared deeply for him, but that I still wished that he was white. (I was completely honest with him, because that is my nature.) He cared about me, anyway. That was so fascinating to me.