03/18/2021
i’m annoyed with myself.
annoyed that it’s taken me so long to take a stand.
i’ve been sitting on the sidelines allowing this anti-asian racism to proceed around me because that’s what I’ve done my whole life. allowed asians, and myself, to be bullied and turned the other cheek. it’s been going on my whole life. and the whole life my mother has been in america. and long before she even came.
we have been made to believe that it’s okay to pick on us. and for other kids to pull up the corners of their eyes to “look” like us. or to say i’d be the most popular girl in 2nd grade if i wasn’t, you know.... and for my 8th grade classmate to pick up a paper plate and say my face is flat like one. or to be passed over for countless positions for NO REASON whatsoever.
my father lived and died in america with the thickest korean accent yet never once spoke korean to me. he put me in “white” schools my whole life. all he wanted was a daughter who would speak english with no accent whatsoever. one who wouldn’t be bullied for her accent. like he was.
until the day he died, i was never bullied for my accent. instead, i was bullied for my eyes, nose, face, school lunch, smell of my house, mom who didn’t speak english, but i was not bullied for my accent, i guess.
i’m annoyed with myself for not having an answer to this problem because it felt beyond me. beyond 2021. beyond trump. beyond coronavirus. racism is so deep in the patchwork of america.
i once saw a therapist after a tragedy at work who told me that i’m a person who keeps a very clean house but that i have one messy closet. And that i constantly add more mess to the closet and then quickly close the door so no one notices. we, asians, we all live in this house.
i’m tired of this dirty closet. i’m ready to open the closet door. to my sisters and brothers: let’s open the door.
this ain’t going to be pretty.
we are ALSO having a BAD DAY.