Growing up in a predominantly white suburb, I felt ashamed of my Asian identity. I feared being perceived as an outcast. Therefore, I adhered to the Anglo-dominant norms surrounding my neighborhood.
As a child, I did not understand what racial discrimination was. Nevertheless, I dreaded my peers’ ignorant comments about my ethnicity.
I didn’t even want to reveal my mother’s Chinese last name because I had heard racist jokes in the past. The potential of racist commentary inflicted my mental health with excruciating anxiety.
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