Walking Seventeen Years in the Shoes of an Asian American Girl

In a world where when you think of America, you imagine a tomato with orange hair shouting to build a wall, supported by similarly colored people, there is a small Asian girl, American born, a city-dweller through and through.

Please, take a few minutes to read her story and see what it's like to be Asian in a country where they're fantasized, yet forgotten.

[Warning] Some parts may be triggering, as the language may cause offense or the things written in here may be difficult to read about due to personal experiences. I politely ask you to, if this happens, to stop reading and don't open this again. Please do not write any hate comments, as this is my genuine experience, and as sorry as I am to generalize anyone who doesn't conform to the group I write about, I cannot change that part of my experience.
Thank you.