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There’s this tension we Immigrants have: honoring what’s helped us survive while shedding the pain it’s caused.
We’ve endured without complaint because complaining was never an option.
But somewhere along the way, that ability to eat sh*t became too much of our identity.
We stopped asking if we were okay and just asked if we were still moving, confusing rest with weakness and our ability to endure with a badge of honor.
My hope is that anyone with an Immigrant background can watch this video and feel a little more seen...
I’m wishing you all the best, and I hope you’ll join me on this journey of finding peace!
Original script inspo by @kevinzhangkjz
Transcript
There's a term in Chinese called There's no perfect English translation, but most people settle for eating bitter. It's a Chinese way of life, where no matter how painful life gets, you just endure. Our parents came to a new country, working jobs that crushed them, living among people who never fully welcome them. They made fun of our food, our culture, our slanted eyes, but our parents kept their heads down and kept going. And if you're a child of Asian immigrants, chances are you inherited this trait too. It's what's constantly forced you to become the best at what you do. You overwork. You feel guilty for taking a break. So much of what we have has come from our ability to choke. And yes, we're so tired of how much it has cost us. And no, maybe the goal is to honor what it built, without letting it become the only way we know how to live. Because after generations of eating bitter, you're allowed to want a life that tastes sweet too.