Finding Stability While Adapting to People
“A fraud.” Why was this word continually plaguing my mind? As I met people and interacted with different cultures, I realized how easily I changed myself to try to be more accepted and liked …
“A fraud.” Why was this word continually plaguing my mind? As I met people and interacted with different cultures, I realized how easily I changed myself to try to be more accepted and liked …
“Where are you from?” a six-year-old girl asked, leaning close. The question made me gulp, as it always does. Even though it was “just” a child asking, I could feel insecurity rising. Simplifying my answer a lot, I named two countries…
Being a foreigner seemed to have many downsides to it, and I felt different and useless. I wanted to find a purpose in being different, something about being different that made me useful in a special way, but I never did find that…
Why identify yourself with something that doesn’t last? It has no value…Sometimes, when I catch myself putting my identity in something other than Him, I remind myself of who I am…
When someone asks you where you are from, what do you say? My answer looks something like this: Well, ethnically I’m from X country, and both my parents are from there. But actually …