I remember being thirteen, looking at myself in the mirror, examining every corner of my face, my cheekbones, my eyes, my nose bridge.
I stopped writing this past year because I was in a place where I couldn’t be honest and reflective in writing without infringing on the privacy of those around me. I started writing on Medium in 2017 with a post…
Congratulations! You have graduated from Mariposa 2 and finished your first year in college with such grace and I couldn’t be more proud. This hall was so special which made leaving so hard. Goodbyes are often painful but this is not the end of us.