You might not know this from the way I write about my childhood, but I have a very fractured relationship with my family. Like most children of immigrants, I couldn’t understand why I was being told one thing by my parents, and then something else by society. I was always too many undesirable western things in the eyes of my parents and too much of a ch…
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