I describe acceptance as a threading of fate to the fabric of reality.

“Mija! Do you want me to wax this?” One of my tías cackled at a party, tugging at my arm hairs.

I couldn’t even stomach the idea of going out to socialize because of how overwhelmed I felt last semester.

If we translate to writing, we can understand that we have the skills to use our one voice to write in many different ways.

I can’t help but feel that I succumbed to the Summertime Problem, even though I was aware and ready for it —

At such a young age, I always felt that it was burdensome to tell people how loud the negative thoughts are in my head.

Writing is something that I identify as a part of my purpose in life and each piece of writing must also have a purpose.

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Feel your feelings. Your authentic light will shine brighter when it’s not shaded behind undealt with shit.

And that’s the advice I have right there: approach your dares with curiosity!