Onhell
Infinite Dreamer
I've been meaning to post about this topic for a while and today I filled out a questionaire that finally pushed me over the edge. Identity. More importantly, SELF identity. How do you see yourself and WHY? Allow me to explain
As most of you know I self-identify as Mexican. BUT, I also lived in the U.S for 17 years and gained citizenship. Given that I spent my childhood in Mexico and my young adulthood in the U.S, I am bilingual, bicultural and binational. Thing is, in Mexico they think I'm American or they excuse my perspective on certain matters with, "Oh well, he grew up in the States." I have to remind them that no, I did not. I was born and raised in Mexico. In the US they don't know I'm Mexican at first because of my complexion, but once they find out they treat me differntly, not badly, just... different. They'll give me racist compliments like, "You don't look Mexican," or "but you're one of the good ones," or assume a bunch of stereotypes. In other words I'm a man of two worlds and don't fully belong to either one.
As most of you don't know, when I was 7 months old I fell three meters ('bout 9 feet) which resulted in a severe head injury. My brain became so swollen I looked as though I had two heads. The left side of my body was paralyzed for 3 days and I was on a bed of ice for two weeks, because if my fever rose just a single degree I would die. Thanks to my dad being in the army I got all of my medical care for free. Thanks to that I have no physical tells of the accident. My speach is fine, I don't have droopy face or limp, etc. I am, however, blind on the bottom quarters of my eyes which prevents me from noticing certain details or see things that are far away, even with my glasses. I still played hockey fairly competently.
I say this, because earlier this year my scar from the first three operations opened, became infected and I required surgery. Due to the infection, the acrylic plate (which was replacement from the original metal one) had become infected and had to be removed along with a chunk of skull. So I'm currently walking around with a hole in my head. If I let my hair grow one can't notice.
Which brings me to the questionnaire I just filled out. My boss recommend I fill it out, because I am due to have a second surgery at some point to get a new titanium plate put in. I asked the doctors if they could also install a USB connector or an FM radio at the least, but they said no. It was a medical questionnaire. Do you have a cronic illness, do you have family members that do, any severe allergies, etc. I went through it wondering which was the question pertinent to my situation as she said it was important to fill it out due to the upcoming surgery. Upon a second reading of it I figured it out:
Do you have any disabilities?
I stared at it... Well... No. Like I said, I don't need a cane, much less a wheelchair, I have full motor functions of my entire body, I don't need special glasses or screens, etc. I do have brain damage... it's there, you can see it on an EEG and any other imaging tool. Yet... I'm FINE. My parents never treated it as a handicap so I've never seen it as one. I did sports, went to college, etc. I don't see myself as "disabled." My immidiate response to the question was a firm, "No." But then I recalled the conversation with my boss.... getting time off of work for my second surgery may be contingent on this question. I changed my answer to "Yes," and specified in the box bellow.
In short. I identify as Mexican, due to my heterosexual male priviledge, I don't work either my gender or sexuality into my identity. I DON'T see myself or consider myself disabled.
How do others see you and how do you see yourself?
As most of you know I self-identify as Mexican. BUT, I also lived in the U.S for 17 years and gained citizenship. Given that I spent my childhood in Mexico and my young adulthood in the U.S, I am bilingual, bicultural and binational. Thing is, in Mexico they think I'm American or they excuse my perspective on certain matters with, "Oh well, he grew up in the States." I have to remind them that no, I did not. I was born and raised in Mexico. In the US they don't know I'm Mexican at first because of my complexion, but once they find out they treat me differntly, not badly, just... different. They'll give me racist compliments like, "You don't look Mexican," or "but you're one of the good ones," or assume a bunch of stereotypes. In other words I'm a man of two worlds and don't fully belong to either one.
As most of you don't know, when I was 7 months old I fell three meters ('bout 9 feet) which resulted in a severe head injury. My brain became so swollen I looked as though I had two heads. The left side of my body was paralyzed for 3 days and I was on a bed of ice for two weeks, because if my fever rose just a single degree I would die. Thanks to my dad being in the army I got all of my medical care for free. Thanks to that I have no physical tells of the accident. My speach is fine, I don't have droopy face or limp, etc. I am, however, blind on the bottom quarters of my eyes which prevents me from noticing certain details or see things that are far away, even with my glasses. I still played hockey fairly competently.
I say this, because earlier this year my scar from the first three operations opened, became infected and I required surgery. Due to the infection, the acrylic plate (which was replacement from the original metal one) had become infected and had to be removed along with a chunk of skull. So I'm currently walking around with a hole in my head. If I let my hair grow one can't notice.
Which brings me to the questionnaire I just filled out. My boss recommend I fill it out, because I am due to have a second surgery at some point to get a new titanium plate put in. I asked the doctors if they could also install a USB connector or an FM radio at the least, but they said no. It was a medical questionnaire. Do you have a cronic illness, do you have family members that do, any severe allergies, etc. I went through it wondering which was the question pertinent to my situation as she said it was important to fill it out due to the upcoming surgery. Upon a second reading of it I figured it out:
Do you have any disabilities?
I stared at it... Well... No. Like I said, I don't need a cane, much less a wheelchair, I have full motor functions of my entire body, I don't need special glasses or screens, etc. I do have brain damage... it's there, you can see it on an EEG and any other imaging tool. Yet... I'm FINE. My parents never treated it as a handicap so I've never seen it as one. I did sports, went to college, etc. I don't see myself as "disabled." My immidiate response to the question was a firm, "No." But then I recalled the conversation with my boss.... getting time off of work for my second surgery may be contingent on this question. I changed my answer to "Yes," and specified in the box bellow.
In short. I identify as Mexican, due to my heterosexual male priviledge, I don't work either my gender or sexuality into my identity. I DON'T see myself or consider myself disabled.
How do others see you and how do you see yourself?