Who I am: an adopted Korean American.
This is still in the works. It’s been an ongoing thing ever since I went to Korea in the summer of ‘05. Though I am completely and utterly grateful for the life that my mom and dad have given me here in the states, I am saddened by the fact that I’ve lost my homeland’s unique language and culture. While it’s no fault of my parents, I feel like I should have cared more about it when I was younger and sought out reading and reference material, took classes in college, befriended some native Koreans… something.
One of my friends is hapa (she’s half Chinese and half caucasian) and she is “more Asian” than my 100% full Korean blood.
I yearn for acceptance into the Korean culture by them and myself, which will end up being the hardest person to please.
I fear I will never feel/be Asian enough for myself.
