but why the cringe?

Why the sudden urge to bury the roots six feet under?

It's like you think your culture's a bad meme, something to be ashamed of. Maybe it's internalized BS – years of being told your stuff is "weird" or "less than."

Maybe it's the desperate need to fit in, to prove you're "not like those other people."

It's sad, though.

Like, you're basically telling yourself your history, your community, your you isn't good enough. You're trading your own flavor for a bland, mass-produced version of "acceptable."

And for what? A few fleeting nods from people who probably don't care anyway.

Honestly, watching you try to erase yourself is just...sad.