Dunno who's down-voting you but:
My life did not change because you called me racist in this particular conversation.
If my regular social circle or work environment thought I was racist however, my life very definitely would change.
It does not matter whether I'm actually racist (by some imaginary objective standard) or what "the world" would think about me. Nor what might qualify or not qualify in some other part of the world and whether or not I was wild. What matters to each person is always their own current local reality. Whether they like it, whether it's fair, whether it makes sense objectively, or not.
You are a racist. Now, with that out of the way, how has your life changed? It hasn't, has it? So, what brought on the fear, then? Have you invented racism in your head as being something it is not?