Things I have Learned
Troy is where my secondary education started. My family moved to Troy in 6th grade. I still remember being flustered attending a new middle school with new people, a new start. I experienced a lot of racial microaggressions and bullying at my old school. Long story short, I was genuinely happy to start over again. I knew nobody. Anxious and a little bit excited, similar to opening a new chapter from high school to college. I used to regret a lot of things. I regret that I purposely ended a lot of unhealthy relationships back in the city I moved away from. I regret that I didn’t embrace my culture. I regret that I didn’t stand up for myself. They made me feel so different, so aware of who I was. As I’ve grown, I’ve realized that regret takes up too much space. Way too much space. I still struggle with moving on, but it’s better:) In freshman year, I joined marching band. I fell in love. My parents disagreed. They thought it was too time consuming, where Friday and Saturday disappeared
