You feel torn between two cultures and belong to neither

I lived between worlds all my life, and I will not tell you it is easy — but I will tell you it is not what you think. You are not half of each; you are a whole of both — not an incomplete half-thing but a whole person who contains both cultures, a new and complete thing neither alone could produce, and the problem is only that you measure yourself by each culture's standard of purity, which you were never meant to meet. The between-place has its own vision the pure cannot see — you can perceive each culture from the vantage of the other, a rare double sight the singly-belonging lack, so your position is not only a loss but a gift of vision if you claim it. And build your belonging among the between — your truest home may be with others who also live between, in whose company you are simply understood, a real belonging built rather than inherited. You belong nowhere only if you measure by the old maps. What are your two worlds?