Apr 25, 2022
When you exist within a racialized body in America, redefinition is a daily occurrence. I can only speak for myself, but it feels like I have to retrace a path into personhood every time I wake up. I have to remember what my breaking point is. I have to remember what boxes I must carefully press myself into and which ones I am certainly not allowed in. I have to remember which versions of history I can learn; I can’t see myself in any of them. It feels like there’s a half-formed spirit that phases through the boundaries of my skull every time I wake up. Whatever racial consciousness I should have is fragmented, dissociated, and perpetually haunted. (more…)
Apr 17, 2022
According to the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention, in 2020, “men died by suicide 3.88x more than women.” This is an extremely concerning statistic. Why are men more likely to die from suicide? (more…)
Apr 4, 2022
TW: depression, suicide, mental illness, trauma
Winter term at Dartmouth was extremely difficult for me. I imagine this sentiment was felt by several first-year students for various reasons, but I especially resonate with those whose home lives are extraordinarily challenging. Fall term felt euphoric: everything was new and shiny and the reality of what my life now is had not quite settled in yet. How can it be true that I lived a painful 18 years prior to Dartmouth, and now I’m surrounded by those who have no idea what I’ve been through? Does this make my trauma invalid? (more…)
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