AngelI am biracial female who has just come to grips with myself. I was raised by my mother who is a tall, blond hair, blue eyed women who raised me as a human being, not as a biracial child. I always wanted to be like my mother. I did not want to look any different, I just wanted to blend in. Now I'm beginning to realize that being unique is rather cool. I do not look black or white. People think that I am either hispanic or from the islands, so when people ask me "where are you from?" I love to confuse them by saying Indiana. I'm beginning to like what I see when I look in the mirror. I know I will always hate my hair, but besides that, I have finally accepted what I cannot change about myself and have figured out the blending in gets you nowhere in life. I still have a lot of issues about myself I have to figure out, but for the first time in many many years I am not ashamed of my background.