Some days you just can’t get rid of a bomb
“I was adopted from Korea, so my tattoos symbolize my identity: this one represents my American-ness, and this one represents my Korean-ness. I’m actually here to attend a conference for Korean adoptees—there are organizations all over the world for Koreans who were adopted into Western white families.”
“Do you find that there is a particular common theme or feeling that runs through such conferences?”
“The common thread is that you don’t have to explain to everybody why you have an American accent, or why your parents are white, or why you have an American last name, or what is it like being adopted. We already know all of that, so we don’t have to have that conversation. We’re already past that, so it’s easier to make friends and connect with people on a more intimate, emotional level. It’s a way to have one less thing that makes us feel weird. Because we’re constantly trying to not feel weird.
“People often ask me where I’m from, and I say Seattle. Then they ask me, ‘No, where is your family from?’ and I say, ‘My mom is from Ohio and my dad is from North Dakota.’ Then they say, ‘No, but where are they from originally?’ Or when people find out that I was adopted they say, ‘Oh, but then you’re not like a real Asian.’ That’s something that a lot of Asian people have to deal with. But, I’ve also heard ‘You’re very pretty for an Asian girl.’”
- demon: i possessed you
- me: get the fuck out
- demon: damn...aight...rude ass bitch...i just need a place to stay my girl kicked me out and i aint got no money...
- me: shit man, you can stay but don't be spinning my head like an owl and shit