I was 8 months old when I arrived in the U.S. I was born in South Korea, but raised in Upstate New York. Growing up, I always knew that I was adopted, but I never truly understood what that actually meant. The questions began in elementary school. I didn’t think there was anything different about me until my friends and classmates began to ask questions. First, my appearance was constantly scrutinized, especially since I did not resemble my parents. I was always questioned about this in particular. It didn’t feel like it was coming from a place of genuine curiosity, but rather “why are you not like us?” The idea of being different absolutely terrified me because that meant I couldn’t belong. I began to grow wary of my looks and avoided the topic ‘adoption’ in fear that I would be rejected if anyone were to find out. However, keeping this a secret was quite painful as it felt like I wasn’t allowed to be my authentic self all for the sake of fitting in.

I needed a safe space where I could be vulnerable and express myself, so I turned to art. Once I began to use art as an outlet, I felt like I was becoming stronger because I no longer had to hide or perform. Making art has always been like having a shoulder to cry on during a time of loss, confusion or sadness. For me, it has and always will be the only way that I can truly heal. My art allows me to escape from reality while also encouraging me to face my fears. After years of hiding, I’ve decided to finally put away the mask because I fully embrace that I am different and an adoptee. This doesn’t make me unworthy because I have found people who have accepted me or who share similar stories. Furthermore, I’ve seen that my art has the ability to reach people whether it makes them feel connected or brings them comfort knowing that we are not alone. My hope is to convey the importance of embracing your individuality.