I was raised in three separate cultures. As a child, this didn’t seem unusual to me and I didn’t think much about it. However, I remember very vividly while in nursery, two other children laughed at me for speaking different languages despite living in the same country as them my whole life. They called me a foreigner and told me to go back to where I came from.
As I grew up this behaviour became more common and I started to hate myself and try to dissociate from the cultures I was raised with. Now, having grown up, moved countries and with many of my closest friends being equally diverse, I am proud of my cultures. I am not embarrassed to speak different languages or to bring in strange foods. I don’t hate being asked where I grew up or why I don’t understand all cultural references. I am not ashamed of who I am.
Although I have finally re-embraced my own cultures and found my ‘Inner Harmony’, in recent times it has become more and more dangerous for others to express them. I can only hope that we all find equality some day and are free to be ourselves.