When I question how I could have both been helped and hurt by white privilege, it is the same type of reflection that I must conduct when I think about the ways in which I have both gained and lost so much through my adoption. The ability to not think in simple polarities has shaped and defined my maturation and has been a liberating discovery.
Racial Whiplash – noun ra·cial whip·lash | \ ˈrā-shəl \ ˈ(h)wip-ˌlash Definition of racial whiplash 1 : psychological injury or confusion resulting from the sudden, sharp whipping back and forth of receiving contradicting racial microaggressions (commonly in […]
by Jon Straker – Korean adoptee, artist, friend Originally published in Gazillion Voices Magazine, 2015. I’m so excited to promote my friend Jon’s work in this post. We went to […]
On the first day of my orientation here in Nanjing, my group traveled downtown by subway. While I thought I had left behind dreary, cold winter days, I was wrong. […]
This article struck me as I am learning (or at least trying) to find balance between my Asian and American identities. I am incredibly proud of my Chinese roots, but […]