Even amongst Black people there’s a fragmented identity. I understand Britain more than the Caribbean (where my grandparents are from); yet, I’ve never been to Africa, and with my people that are from the Continent, there’s a disconnect. My heritage is Caribbean, and by extension, Africa. However, I understand Britain more than the country of my ancestors but I’ve even felt too brown for the “pure and White England” (the country where I was born). And to Africans, I’m also too West Indian. I’ve been called “slave baby” and not properly Black, due to my Caribbean heritage. There’s always a lose lose scenario. It’s essentially a triple consciousness in an unwinnable ball game.