Currently listening to: Tally – Blackpink
I say “fuck it” when I feel it
‘Cause no one’s keeping tally,
I do what I want with who I like
I ain’t gon’ conceal it
While you talking all that shit, I’ll be getting mine, getting mine
Being Korean is one of the hardest things I go through on a daily basis. Don’t get me wrong, I love being Korean. The food, k-dramas, music, skincare, and fashion.
I don’t like the competition, comparison, toxicity, and all the unspoken rules. Korea has one of the highest suicide rates in the world and Koreans consume the most alcohol (more than Russians)…and there’s a reason. It’s fucking stressful. Being my best in all realms is impossible but for the longest time, I sincerely tried. I thought if I was perfect, no one could complain about anything and then I could finally have some peace. But all it did was give me stomach pains and get hospitalized.
My parents used to compare me to others, especially at church. I hated it. “Did you know that Esther is engaged to a millionaire? Hanna is on a diet, she weighs 42 kilos. Grace bought her parents a new Mercedes. Christine was accepted into medical school at Harvard.” It’s like being in a reality show, “Keeping up with the Kim’s”. Fuck me…and fuck that.
I just want to be me and not give a damn about what other’s think. This is one thing I do love about being an American. The value of individuality and acceptance of being different.
I was wondering for those who live around the world face if they experience the same type of situation?
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