I shake the hand of someone who holds an unfamiliar face. A few words in, I’m adding sugar and honey to my personality. I cherry pick and showcase my sexiest traits. As people, we do everything we can to sweeten ourselves into a version of ourselves we think others will respond to. For me, this means I water my personality down for the constant voice … Continue reading my fear of being too much.
It took 65 million to build a single parking garage in universal studios. It took 400 million to just build Hogsmeade in the Wizarding World of Harry Potter, a tiny fraction of the entire part. It took so much more money to make the elaborate theme park designed to distract us from our lives. My brother is standing next to me listing off these facts … Continue reading The Importance of Empathy.
I grew up in a predominantly white community with white best friends. I don’t really know when I learned to become embarrassed of my heritage but it probably happened somewhere between first and third grade. Maybe it stemmed from the fact that I never had a solid group of brown friends, I had a best friend in grade school named Aleena who was Pakistani but … Continue reading How I Grew to Love My Culture