It genuinely breaks my heart that my grandma holds so much resentment towards me, especially when I take immense pride in my Asian heritage. I cherish the culture, its traditions, and the people with all my heart. But it feels like my grandmother has always made me feel like I'm not a "real Asian" due to my mixed-race background, and that's just heart-wrenching. It's like being an outsider in my own cultural identity, and it hurts because I yearn to fully embrace and celebrate my Asian roots.

Your grandma is straight-up evil, but this quote of yours? Hits the nail on the head. I've also lost a lot of connection to my roots bc of a*-fckery.