I literally do not know who my realities are past the ones I knew when they were alive. And my parents (who are super isolationist) do not know either. I have a history. If I didn’t I wouldn’t exist. The problem is I have no idea what it is. Like a locked book hidden from me.
I do not think its romanticism to feel isolated from this lack of connection to my past. Even the broader world is hard to connect with as a poor rural person living in propaganda USA. I do my best to create connections that were denied to me growing up. But it doesn’t mean that loss isn’t there.
What’s it that you are feeling the absence of, that you think you could know or someone you feel is more historied would know? In addition, what do you have envision as the connection if this information was available to you that you feel you are missing now? I am asking this genuinely.
I feel your feeling of a lost past and the apparent melancholy of it, is more of a profound feeling about one’s ancestry than most people ever think or feel about their family history beyond maybe their grandparents.
I think its mostly just the absence of knowledge itself. Even if I found ansestory in some group it doesn’t mean a automatic connection of course. But at least I would know and not only would it help this feeling of like I just popped out of no where. It feels like a fuck you to the ruling class and white supremacy who orchestrated this lack of knowledge.
Idk maybe part of what I’m looking for is a type of closure.
Eh… Just because you aren’t white doesn’t mean you’re any more connected to your ancestral history.
I for one know a lot more about the Czech side of the family than I do the Korean. Part of that is because the Czech side were all part of the Moravian church, and were obsessed with record keeping. While the Korean side was torn in two by the Korean war. So I mainly just have some pictures and stories going back to my grandparents, and that about it.
No worries, I didn’t take offence or anything. Just thought I’d add another perspective. Modernity and globalization has its ups and downs, and tends to make things like ancestry a little more complicated than it used to be.
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I literally do not know who my realities are past the ones I knew when they were alive. And my parents (who are super isolationist) do not know either. I have a history. If I didn’t I wouldn’t exist. The problem is I have no idea what it is. Like a locked book hidden from me.
I do not think its romanticism to feel isolated from this lack of connection to my past. Even the broader world is hard to connect with as a poor rural person living in propaganda USA. I do my best to create connections that were denied to me growing up. But it doesn’t mean that loss isn’t there.
What’s it that you are feeling the absence of, that you think you could know or someone you feel is more historied would know? In addition, what do you have envision as the connection if this information was available to you that you feel you are missing now? I am asking this genuinely.
I feel your feeling of a lost past and the apparent melancholy of it, is more of a profound feeling about one’s ancestry than most people ever think or feel about their family history beyond maybe their grandparents.
I think its mostly just the absence of knowledge itself. Even if I found ansestory in some group it doesn’t mean a automatic connection of course. But at least I would know and not only would it help this feeling of like I just popped out of no where. It feels like a fuck you to the ruling class and white supremacy who orchestrated this lack of knowledge.
Idk maybe part of what I’m looking for is a type of closure.
Eh… Just because you aren’t white doesn’t mean you’re any more connected to your ancestral history.
I for one know a lot more about the Czech side of the family than I do the Korean. Part of that is because the Czech side were all part of the Moravian church, and were obsessed with record keeping. While the Korean side was torn in two by the Korean war. So I mainly just have some pictures and stories going back to my grandparents, and that about it.
This is true and I shouldn’t of jumped to that conclusion. I apologize.
No worries, I didn’t take offence or anything. Just thought I’d add another perspective. Modernity and globalization has its ups and downs, and tends to make things like ancestry a little more complicated than it used to be.