You don’t know what it’s like to…
You don’t know what it’s like to be the only female, person of color in a room, what it’s like to see your father, brothers, and people being targeted for their color and religious articles of faith. You don’t know what it’s like to wish you weren’t brown as a kid and always be insecure of where you came from. Everyone asks me “why are you driven to do so much?” I don't know how to answer that questions but eventually I learned from myself that I want to make my parents proud. It’s the endless things they gave up for me, it’s the struggles they went through and continue going through to give me the life that I have. It’s my burning passion for change. It’s how I was raised. I have the freedom to work as hard as I want to and it’s for the two people who showed what it means to be different, unique, and rare.
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