I always wonder if I’d be the same person I am today if my parents hadn’t exposed me to sex from a young age by openly fucking and doing BDSM around the house, if I hadn’t had unsupervised internet access, and if I didn’t have friends with just as dysfunctional families feeding off each other’s bad habits. I feel like I grew up too fast and didn’t really mature at the same time, if that makes sense.
Yes absolutely.
If I had never immigrated to the US and remained in China, I’d probably be much less accepting of multiculturalism and less comfortable being around people of different races, and also probably less okay with LGBTQ
Like… I doubt I’d be openly hateful… but in that environment, I’d never have the opportunity to be exposed to people to of different skin colors, and the culture would’ve reinforced the idea that: " LGBTQ = ‘weird’ "
I’m kinda obsessed with this concept of these two timelines.
There’s this timeline of “American Me” vs that other timeline of “Chinese Me”… of what could’ve been
Like… imagine us two meeting… lmao
Or perhaps there’s another version of me that arrived in the US even mych earlier… like at 1 year old or something (contrast with current timeline at 8 years old)…
That version of me would probably be even more “American” and I’d perhaps lose a lot of my “Chinese” part of my identity…
The trajectory of life… from just the difference of one visa stamp…
I mean this obsession of alt-timelines is causing me so much existential crisis lol…