Saturday 18 April 2015

Extended Adoptive Family Dinner.

Hello Readers. I am the yellow sheep of my family, let's talk about that.

I've been the weird one for all sorts of reasons, but mostly that's cosmetic over me personally identifying as Korean and not American. The issue with my extended adoptive family are the same issues I have with my adoptive parents, or any white person. **I only remember anything they've said/done that's racist.

Whether they've meant to or not doesn't matter. Regardless if they view it as racist or not, is not their call. Brown people decide what's racist and offensive. White people do not do not have a say how brown people should feel about race and culture.

Basically, there's all sorts of little comments, actions, and on going "jokes" that paint my family portrait. It's how I remember every single one of them. It's engrained in my memory. I don't appreciate who they are as people with their drugs, drinking, and the poor social structure of how they run their families. But you're supposed to love family despite who they are, right? It's a basic social rule. Sorry, but I'm adopted. There's no blood and I didn't consent to a familial contract. Further more some social rules are stupid.

On top of who they are as people, all the subtle racism makes every inch of me hurt and angry. As a 24 year old I realize that "the mature thing to do" isn't acting civil with people who are psychologically damaging to you. I had to when I was a child, but now the adult decision is to not associate with people who trigger negative racial feelings. Why should I force myself to be around people who only trigger my trichamania and suicidal thoughts?

The reason I'm bringing up my entire adoptive family is there's an impromptu dinner tomorrow. I'm actually reshooting the nude shoot from last year on how adoptees feel in their skin. In the essay that fallows my nude portrait I talk about all the sexual abuse I grew up with. The reshoot is also tomorrow, I could change the time to also make the family dinner.. The problem is my adoptive mom informed me that I cannot speak on the photo shoot or any adoptee released events/writing/speaking.

If I have to hear about all the horrible things they do AND their "subtle" racism.. Then they get to hear all about adoptee culture and my nude photo shoot. If my adoptive mom wants us all to have dinner and be family, Fine. But if it's under the condition I have to act white again and be their racial punching bag, No thanks.

I'm in a really healthy place where every single person in my life is chosen. All my friends and our relationships have been carefully cultivated with those who accept and respect my racial and cultural identity. Why on earth would I risk such a wonderful lifestyle by having dinner with those who have zero respect me as a Korean woman?

So I'm still the yellow sheep of my unconsentual by paper family. I'm ok with that. It makes the holidays extra hard because they're the only family I know, but I don't long to be close to such destructive people. I'd much rather spend my life with beautiful friends and sweet dreams of my birthmother.

I'm feeling pretty happy about not going to dinner ^_^

*Cheers*

Wednesday 15 April 2015

The Art of Romance: Part One.

Hello a Readers. Romantic dating is hard as fuck, but then if you've never done something before.. You'd expect to not be glorious at it. Also guys, this is going to be a series. I'm focused on this type of dating. It's new, exciting, and for a girl like me quite the uphill struggle. I expect to learn a lot and share a lot. Thanks for watching this huge personal development. 

It doesn't matter if we meet through friends, parties, events, online the outcome is always the same. A date or two, then nothing. A bunch of times I've ended up with assholes who think you nail a girl by dating her on a date. We go on the  most cliches dates, sex, then nothing. It's so stupid, what an absurd waste of time. If you want to have sex just be open, why try and sneak into someone's pants? Just a few months ago I could screw any hot I wanted. It's easy to get laid, lies and theatrics are a waste of time and money. Being blunt about what you want, gets you exactly what you're craving. 

A couple times I've gone in too gingerly.. They learn nothing real about me, and we never break the touch barrier. I think if I start talking about the rawness of my life they'll be freaked out. Any guy I've met that doesn't drink says it right away. Is that the same awareness I need to give on having no proper romantic experience? "I'm a recovering sex addict; I've never experienced romantic based dating." If they ask about it should I do the same as those in AA and explain, "I grew up rough with sexual abuse, in my teens I sexualized it to survive, and abusive long term boyfriends don't count as a chosen romantic relationship. I'm better now."

If I'm not talking to a fellow addict of any kind, how do I share without them feeling bad for me? Or see me as broken? I know other girls, teens, woman that have been sexually assaulted. Mentoring them comes easy because I've experienced more abuse. I don't know anyone born from rape, spent most of their life being abused by classmates, then abused for years by boyfriends, and then I worked my ass off to get healthy. If there's anyone out there that's like me, then please say something.

I'm a young woman in her 20s. All I'm trying to do is date a fine fella, find a warm fuzzy to sit on my shoulder.. But I keep messing up all my dates, because when on earth do you tell a guy that you used to be epically screwed up?

I should hug people more, have the first ever conversation with my adoptive dad, get a another cat... or something.

I'm not sure what the balance is..

*Cheers*