So, I’m a freshman in college and I’ve suddenly discovered my identity isn’t what I thought it to be (or so sayeth “them”). I’m now discovering the pain of being Mixed. Never being “seen” by either or any group to which you are supposed to “belong”.
Constantly being asked “What ARE you?” I was at a point where I questioned if I would be enough for anybody. And when I thought all was lost, I discovered The Black House.