Growing Up Unreflected: How Diversity Saved Me
Tria Chang

I love this article.

Personally, I have never had the pleasure of knowing a large group just like me because I am mixed. But not even mixed “enough” to be called brown. Unplaceable. I often wished I, like you, had a group I could look to for validation.

Funnily enough, I found a group when marrying someone who looks like me, and now I am lovingly accepted as a mock North African. I have embraced that and have an adopted social “home” for the first time in my life :)

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