After my first heartbreak at 21, I thought it would be like the movies. Where the good guy always appears after the bad guy, and that if I just got my heartbreak over with, I would finally find true love and be happy.
But I’ve come to learn that there are things in life that you can give your all to, and yet it will still not result in the way you want.
I received the best message this morning, and it couldn’t be more timely with what I’ve been focusing on lately.
It was a question from a fellow artist, who often experiences years of hiatus from their craft. And they shared, that it was because they were afraid of being imperfect and did not create because they were always waiting until they were ready. And so they wanted to ask one of the most beautiful questions I could’ve ever been asked.
Read MoreWhen I was in high school, I always thought adults had it all figured out. And I thought that when I became one, I would too. I would listen to the guest speakers that came, and be in awe of the way they spoke about what they do or want to do. And it felt like everyone but me was just so sure of themselves. As if they all woke up one day, with a clear vision of who they are.
Read MoreI didn’t expect to cry as much as I did. More than the other wins we’ve seen, probably because this was such a personal one. Being a kpop star was my biggest teenage dream. Something I fell in love with, never because I wanted to be Korean, but because mainstream media didn’t have anyone that looked like me. And kpop was the closest thing to imagining what a world with mainstream industries all being Hmong would look like. I even auditioned for kpop agencies, and I trained by myself through YouTube because that’s all I knew how to do. But it didn’t seem like a reachable dream to me, and I guess somewhere along the way I just accepted that it was just something like make-believe. Something I wish Hmong people had, along with all the other many things.
Read MoreWe all grew up watching and rooting for other Asian ethnicities—any Asian that felt like the next best representation of us. But, the time has finally come where we are again and again, seeing us, exactly as ourselves—actual Hmong representation on large platforms. And it shows just how long we’ve lived without ever seeking acknowledgement because we’ve only had the goal to survive. But now that we know that we’re capable, just as deserving, as intelligent and as talented, we are now truly taking up space in our fullest form.
Read MoreI received a post in my private group, from a Hmong sister who was left by the man she devoted herself to for many years. She went on to list all the amazing things about herself–accomplishments, skills, assets that she spent her whole life honing so that she could be the perfect wife and daughter. Both in and outside of the home–personal and professional. And yet, she was here, defeated, exhausted, and at loss on how much more she needed to be, and why she was still not enough to be chosen.
Her words, trembled my heart. I could just feel her whole world like it was mine.
Because for the longest time, even as ambitious and achieving as I always was, all I wanted was to become a good Hmong wife, and a good Hmong daughter.
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