Tagged - identity
coffee
Looking towards Starbucks for my gender
I am genderfluid. On days when Emmely becomes an ill-fitting hat, Starbucks is there to save the day.
identity
Your hair may be fried, but you don’t have to be
Who am I when I’m not new and fresh? This question, to say the least, haunts me.
identity
Code switching and moving between worlds
A big problem with being active in so many worlds is not only the struggle to fit into one world perfectly, but determining when it’s necessary to speak a certain way in a shared environment.
college
What I’ve lost and what I’ve become
If you could visit your first-year self — whether that was a few months ago, or a few years — would you recognize each other?
identity
I’m more than my MBTI
I was completely unrecognizable, with no authentic bone in my body. As I became more obsessed with the MBTI, my life began to revolve around it, extending towards the people around me.
identity
Call me by my name
I hate that my name has to become a thing the first time I meet someone.
identity
The infinite supermarket of labels
Nowadays, there is a special term for almost everything under the sun.
identity
The privilege of white lies for a biracial Asian-American
Although some people can immediately tell that I’m Asian, there’s an undeniable privilege in knowing that passing as white is even an option for me. While I have had moments like last March where I’ve felt fear because of my race, I’ve never been racially discriminated against, and that’s something I don’t take for granted.
american politics
Fragments of an Asian identity
My mother was right. In America, we will always be seen as Asian first and as people second.
identity
You might need a linguistic attitude check
How many friendships and romances never formed because of the biased assumptions we have about language?