Our experiences are different, the sources of our trauma are different. Even the language we use to describe our emotions and pain can be different. I can only believe that if marginalized people are to find mental health services more impactful, there must be a complete restructuring of these interconnected institutions and social structures.
Despite identifying as a minority, I walk a line of privilege that many similarly marginalized people do not share. I am high-achieving though I have a learning disorder. I benefit from East Asian androgyny and am read as a cisgender male. I am half-Japanese, one of the more commonly positively fetishised Asians. From this perspective, it is hard to justify to myself how I came to experience adverse mental health.
I want us to live not just to survive another day, but to experience the fullness of ways we can move through the worlds we create together. To grow into our boldest selves, grey haired and wrinkled at the corners of our mouths, signs of all the laughter that rolled deep from the warm places where our joys thrive.