Growing up Half Japanese in a white community

Like other "successful" kids I attended church and High school with, I was pulled out of my Classes during school to attend Ala-teen meetings. My parents faults were blaring to my community that was already heavily white supremacist influenced. It was a difficult balancing act for me to maintain since I was teetering on the brink on being thrown into foster care in an unacceptable and racist community. My parents abuse was overshadowed by the negtivity I endured throughout my public school years In Quakertown, Pa. it had been difficult to separate the bruises I was smattered with from girls beating me up each recess in front of teAchers and the ones I received at home for not being a worthy student. I was told that Corporal punishment wasn't illegal in Pennsyvania so I really didn't matter to the school or church ( where more abuses happened).

It was something I endured and kept my hope up since I knew I had acceptance in my other home country of Japan.

Sick of Majority attitudes.

I don't consider most of my activist/ organizing life as a "minority, mixed race, dual citizen, female"  to be a "privilege" in the USA, aside from the fact that I wasn't immediately slaughtered like those living in communist countries. The activism stems from a severe lack of healthy friendships, support, and caring throughout my education from Nursery school through the start of my Master's degree.
There simply is only so much one person can do of their own volition, despite the ridicule and abuse the surrounding community dishes out and then decry that they are the one's being punished because hearing my complaint is "highly offensive" to them.