Guest Post by Lydia T. I’m half-Chinese, half-white. Where I grew up in Texas, it wasn’t like I was going to find a large group of people “like me” very easily. But for a long time, it wasn’t something I really noticed. My ethnic identity is not something emphasized at home. And among my diverse group of friends, it just felt like: we’re all Americans, so what’s the difference? College is when I first really started to feel people “stuck to their kind”. And I was fine hanging out in those...