I have a love-hate relationship with Charleston, South Carolina. As a southern girl who knows the darker histories beneath a charming city like this, it’s sometimes hard for me to fully relax or feel at peace. When I gaze at the stately mansions and walk the cobblestone alleyways with beautiful hidden gardens, I am ever aware of the underlying wealth and white privilege and social divisions that a city like Charleston has in spades. And it’s not just the city — South Carolina’s lowcountry region rouses this conflict in me every time we visit. And yet, I LOVED our visit here and let me tell you why…