I do; Eurasian Writer.
I am Hapa. Half Hong Kong Chinese, through my mother; she was literally the stereotype of the Asian woman seeking a white man, compulsive, self-hating, greedy, money obsessed and mentally unbalanced. She dyed her hair, wore colored contacts, and attempted her best at integrating into her new home – the United States.
My father was and is a vitriolic paleoconservative, conspiracy theorist, racist, Holocaust denier and conveniently enough, an Asiaphile who views Asian countries as being far less “degenerate”.
I am the stereotypical Eurasian; born to a good looking mother and father, an upbringing of divorce, violence, and dysfunction, a young professional who experienced a meteoric rise in my youth and crashed on realizing the reality of race in the world, having been unprepared for racism, and mentally distraught from being born from a highly loaded, racist pairing. My brother, a former child prodigy, also had a spectacular collapse, and our condition was such that women in my family actually decided against having kids with their white partners on seeing how badly we turned out.