Many times, I feel as if I'm between two cultures.
I'm sure I'm not the only one who experiences this.
Being born and raised in America by two parents who were born and raised in the Philippines is something that I appreciate and despise. I don't mean any of that in a political or socioeconomic sense, or anything else of that nature. (I tend to keep my own opinions of such things to myself.) I do mean that it feels like both a blessing and a curse when I'm trying to figure out who I am as a person.