I Don’t Fit Your Stereotypes. So Why Can’t I Escape Them?
As an African-American teen, I often feel like I’m walking around with a big target sign on my head.
As an African-American teen, I often feel like I’m walking around with a big target sign on my head.
When I came out to my family a year ago, it was the first time I connected my queer identity…
“[I] seized the opportunity of an open call to be a part of the Indian Student Association fashion show on campus as a model… Despite my different racial identity, this made me feel accepted as a minority for the first time at Cal Poly.”
When I tell someone that my preferred pronouns are they/them/their, I never know what to expect.
As part of our partnership with the New York Times Race/Related, Youth Radio correspondents from around the country described their lasting memories of a first encounter with racism.
Each new piece is a way for me to connect to an identity that was stripped from me.
I don’t care if my non-binary identity isn’t normal enough for people to easily understand.
Growing up I was confused about of who I was. I lived in a racist neighborhood around 35th Ave in…
As I discover who I am, I want to know more about where I came from. I have a unique story. This is because I am adopted. I am interested in why my parents chose to adopt. I wonder whether other adopted children have the same experience as I do.