02/27/2014 12:05 pm ET Updated Feb 27, 2014

As An Adoptee Of Color, I'm Supposed To Just Be Grateful For My 'White Card'

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I grew up with a name that doesn’t fit my face -- I don’t look like a Christina.

“What are you?” is a question I’ve answered a thousand times, because we transracial adoptees learn pretty quick to accept that it is common practice for strangers to abruptly ask what we are, or even go ahead and map out our entire backgrounds before we even say a single word ourselves.

And then when we do speak, our answers can come across a bit flaky, because although we know what we are, we don’t always feel like it’s actually what we are.

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