A joint effort
The first time my kneecap dislocated was when I was playing soccer in seventh grade.
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Letting loose
I grew up in an average household with two parents who supported me unconditionally. They
Accepting imperfection
If you asked me to draw a straight line without a ruler or a perfect
Say cheese
A smile is something people remember, love, and find comfort in. But not for me.
Crushing expectations
I am no stranger to expectations. The self-imposed pressure to fulfill the expectations of others
Skinny but secure
Yellow used to be a color I never wore. It represented the desire to stand
Odd one out
Spending the majority of my time and energy living up to my parents’ expectations, my
Environmental issues
Climate change and pollution have been a major concern for me since I learned about
Good enough
I like being good at things—I mean, who doesn’t? The feeling that you get after
Comes and goes
Sometimes I feel like I am not allowed to speak my thoughts. Excitement and pride