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我讨厌中国。我讨厌被贴上中国人的标签。我从未想过留在这里。

那么多年，一直想要逃离的地方。一直想要挣脱的identity。

然而。

当我意识到汉字写成的文化已经成为融入自己血液中的一部分的时候，我知道，being Chinese is something ingrained in me。

Not the political sense of "Chinese".

My sentimentality, my depression and my loneliness. They're all related to my upbringing as a Chinese. When I'm sad, I know it. I know where all my feelings come from. I know why the way I see the world is different from others'.

For a long time I've been refusing to part of it.
But now I know, I am and will always be part of it.

Oh well. It's fine.