My late husband was Cherokee, but completely denied his heritage. He had said several times that “Native Americans were dead and didn’t exist anymore because they all had been killed off or stripped of their identity.”
He hated when people would ask him, “what are you?” His sarcastic response was always the same, “I’m white.” American Indians have the highest suicide rate of any racial/ethnic group in the United States according to the CDC. A couple of months before he ended his life he took me to see a Native American art exhibit with him. I remember him staring at each artifact for what seemed like hours. I wonder what was going through his head..