I think this could be relevant to anyone interested. This is the direct result of having a Chinese mother who wanted to integrate into the US and was adamant about her hatred of anything Asian. For a long time I considered my mother to be “white”, as she had altered her appearance so extensively that in my vague memory of her – I never considered her an Asian woman, and only yesterday (yes, that yesterday) was I able to look in the mirror and see an Asian guy looking back, and be able to not revert into an immediate panic.
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The realize that Asian women produce sons who look like this:
- I denied I was Asian for almost ten years and identified as Italian or Russian.
- Cut my hair very short to retain its light color, up until two years ago; my hair becomes more brown when short, very, very dark at longer lengths and when wet
- I would avoid looking at myself in the mirror after taking a shower
- I did not look in the mirror for a three year period between 2012 and 2015
- Gained sixty pounds in a summer to look less Asian – lost seventy pounds in one summer three years later, to again, look less Asian, based on different comments
- I used to believe my mother gave birth via immaculate conception or divine intervention and that God ordained me to be white to fulfill a plan for divinated white supremacy
- I would fantasize about using a razor blade to cut and deepen my eyes
- I believe God had chosen me for my looks and I bought lottery tickets expecting to win, like Rodger.
- I would vomit profusely after developing body dysmorphia as an attempt to cover up my Asian appearance; my vomit was colored unusually due to the large amount of supplements I was taking to maintain a weight that I thought would cover my Asian appearance
- Plagued by nightmares for twenty five years about my mother crashing our car into a body of water before drowning. Dreams have ceased since writing this blog.
- I screamed at an AMWW couple out of anger, after seeing one in a bar, again, like Rodger.
- I would smack an Asian student in the face in an attempt to dominate him
- I made fun of a popular Asian student at my school anonymously and hurt his reputation to cover my own insecurity
- I would sing fake Chinese songs in an attempt to impress my friends
- I would write long winded emails to my father about how I though blue eyed and blond haired people were angels – after which he never bothered correcting me
- I posted profusely on very hardcore Neo Nazi forums
- I had befriended a violent neo Nazi who went over my Facebook and criticized me for having too many friends of color and too many Asian female friends – my cousins.
- On seeing a photograph where I looked Asian, I would immediately delete it and go into a dark depression
- I never looked at photographs of my parents – either because I was ashamed of the fact that I was half Asian, or because WMAF made me subconsciously uncomfortable (likely the latter)
More if I can remember. My fear is my pain will eventually dissipate and I’ll forget. I need to continue triggering myself to the point that I can effectively keep producing material that will help people.