plaaastic: I will tell you what it’s like, to be me, in my country I am a 22 years old girl, i
plaaastic: I will tell you what it’s like, to be me, in my country I am a 22 years old girl, in Vietnam, a third world country. Let’s not sugar coat it. Living here is not easy, let’s not sugar coat that either. I have not been to all countries in the world, but i have been to a lot, always travel solo. I have two passports, one is full since i was 20. Yet, every single time i cross another border, I got stopped, and held at immigrations, sometimes up to 6 hours; asking why am I here alone, what do I want to do in their country, why am I dressing so little, do I want to be a whore or do I want to get married here? They told me :“Vietnamese girls usually go with their husband, family or tour groups. We find it unusual that you are alone”. Living in Vietnam, doing what I do, is being under the spotlight, and being invisible at the same time. It is being congratulated for being one of the most influential people in South East Asia, and listening to my father tell everyone he has 2 kids instead of 3, it’s being hid away because of my mental health issues. It is being yell at by strangers walking along the street I was born at, loved by strangers on the other side of the earth; it’s when I went to casting in LA, they tell me to go home because they already got one asian. It’s being questioned every single day, am I truly a Vietnamese, even though I put my country flag on my bio. “how are you a Vietnamese? you are way too weird” It is despite the fact that I am sober &I tell everyone to stay the fuck away from drugs in my biography book, it got cut off so, so much, because no, in Vietnam we don’t swear, we don’t do drugs, we just look the other way and pretend your problem doesnt exist, let’s just pray it goes away It sucks to not be on the “popular” side of Asia. So many people up here on the Internet pretending to be half Korean, half Japanese, the others that are truly Filipino, Vietnamese, Cambodian hide their nationality away. Why are you ashamed of the blood in your veins? I am a Vietnamese and I am proud, and I am angry for being mistreated by people who could not see me more than the color of my skin. -- source link