As the boy was getting off the bus, all of a sudden my friend’s older sister pointed and laughed him. She snickered at the cute grandpa, made fun of his clothes (and the socks & sandals combination), then turned to … Continue reading
As the boy was getting off the bus, all of a sudden my friend’s older sister pointed and laughed him. She snickered at the cute grandpa, made fun of his clothes (and the socks & sandals combination), then turned to … Continue reading
“Nice car”, she said. “Thank you. My husband bought it for me for Mothers Day.” What followed was incredibly vile, and full of darkness. Continue reading →
…The first instance of my internalized racism was when I asked for a nose job at the age of four so I could look like my mom. Continue reading →
In a post 9/11 world, I’ve gotten used to the security scramble I have to go through, especially as a brown-skinned expat who was raised in a Middle-Eastern country and having a Muslim-sounding name. I moved to Canada and met … Continue reading
I worked as a server for many years. I worked in chain restaurants serving food to people stumbling out the bar…as well as pricier joints serving things I could never afford. One thing that all these places had in common … Continue reading
Let me start out by admitting I have an attitude/anger issue. Being raised in a violent abusive household, as a teen I had trouble in social situations. I always thought it was because of my attitude that I couldn’t make … Continue reading