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As a Brown Kid Who Grew Up Watching Anime Identity Was Complicated

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The Question I Did Not Know How to Answer

Someone asked me in college where I was from. I said I grew up in a suburb of Los Angeles. They said no, where are you really from. I said Los Angeles again. They said but where is your family from originally. I said my parents are Indian. They said they could tell because of the eyes, and then they moved on. I was eighteen and did not yet have language for what had just happened. I do now. I was being told that my visible ancestry was more definitively my origin than my actual origin — that the geography I grew up in and the culture that shaped me were provisional in a way that the geography of my ancestors was not. I was, in that exchange, placed outside my own belonging. This happened while I was deep in the phase of my life that was also my deepest engagement with anime.

Why Anime and Not American Television

The question of why I connected with anime rather than, or in addition to, American animated television has an answer that is simple on the surface and more complicated underneath. Anime featured characters whose visual design included large eyes, varied hair colors, and faces that did not map cleanly to any racial category I was familiar with. The racial ambiguity of anime character design was part of the appeal, and I knew this even if I could not have articulated it at the time. American animation in the 1990s and early 2000s was either racially coded in very legible ways or it was, by default, white in a manner that required no flagging. The default was visible. Anime's default was different. The characters existed in a space where I did not immediately feel like a deliberate inclusion or an addition.

The Complexity That Came Later

As I got older and read more about anime's cultural origins, the picture became complicated in ways that a twelve-year-old cannot engage with but a thirty-year-old can. Anime is a product of Japanese culture — a culture with its own relationship to race, ethnicity, and national identity that is not simple. The large-eye aesthetic in anime character design has a documented history rooted in part in postwar Japanese engagement with American and European visual culture, and some scholars argue that the design is intended to convey non-Japaneseness, a universalism, rather than whiteness specifically. A study from the University of California, Santa Barbara on cross-cultural identification with anime characters found that Asian American viewers were no more or less likely than other viewers to report identifying with anime characters as same-race representations. The identification operated on a different axis — character depth, narrative role, personality — rather than racial legibility. The cartoon face is plastic in ways that the photographic face is not.

The Tangent About What Representation Actually Does

The conversation about representation in media is sometimes conducted as if the only thing that matters is whether someone who looks like you appears on screen. This matters. I do not want to undermine it. But it is not the only axis on which identification works, and treating it as the only axis can lead to frustrating conversations about whether a specific animated face with specific hair and eye features counts. What I needed as a child was stories about people navigating difficulty, loyalty, identity, and belonging — stories where those themes were taken seriously and not flattened into reassurance. Anime gave me that. Whether the characters were racially legible as South Asian was a separate question. I found myself in the themes before I found myself in the faces.

What Identity Actually Felt Like

I was Indian enough to be marked as from somewhere else. I was American enough that the somewhere else was entirely theoretical — I had never lived there, did not speak the language fluently, had to read the mythological references that came naturally to my cousins who had grown up there. I was a brown kid in a mostly white suburb who watched anime and ate my mother's food and listened to American music and did not fully belong to any of the available categories. A study from the University of Michigan on bicultural identity integration found that individuals who held two or more cultural identities simultaneously experienced better psychological outcomes when they were able to integrate those identities rather than alternating between them or suppressing one for context. The integration is the work. It is also the thing nobody teaches you to do.

Where I Am With It Now

I am from Los Angeles. My family is from India. I love anime and I know the references from both sides of my ancestry and I do not think they contradict each other. The question "where are you really from" has a complicated answer that I am now mostly at peace with, even if the question itself still carries the same implication it always did. The stories I watched at twelve are part of how I got here. Identity, it turns out, is assembled from stranger sources than people expect.

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