I didn’t want the spectacle of feeling different, but then the brown women in my family gave me a reason to rethink my relationship with with my clothes.
They are a somewhat embarrassing musical map of my mental health. But I’m grateful for them.
Sana speaks with certainty. She swats away microaggressions. She goes to parties with her friends. She isn't good at peeling carrots. And best of all, she is portrayed as more than her religious identity.
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"Being diagnosed remains one of the biggest mysteries and reliefs in my life."
I think I only partially understood what it meant to stand out before I discovered the solidarity that could come with it.