Trapped in a bubble “protected.”My own fears are leaving me neglected.Why do these walls come up once the emotions come out?What am I afraid of?I’m alone.Not because there is no desire for my company.But because company can break my heart.Abandon me.Love me one day and ridicule me the next.I want love just as much as … More SAFETY NET
Clawed hands grasp at the ceiling. Why are the hands here? What does it mean? Death’s claws? I know what makes that image. I know there is a flower on the other end shining in the light. I know what created this image, so why all this fright? It was fear. I was told that … More Paradigm Shift
I finally hit my goal weight of 130 pounds. It was one of the happiest moments of my life. Looking down at the scale, I felt like I’d finally taken a leap into womanhood where nobody would mistake me for a little girl. Its always been hard for me to discuss my “skinny girl probs” … More Why Am I Obsessed With My Weight?
I never thought I would be teaching a 6-year-old how to manage his anger but here I am noticing an apparent change in my son. His emotions are way more intense than I’m used to and I’m not the only one noticing. It’s like one day he woke up mad at the world and all … More Anger Management – Kid’s Edition
When thinking about immigration, it’s easy to focus on the plight of undocumented and dacamented people, as if they were the only ones affected by America’s immigration policy and climate of hate towards immigrants. I am guilty of viewing the citizen children of immigrants as lucky and carefree Americans. That started to change the day … More Paz Ellis on the plight of Citizen Children of Immigrants
Recently, I shared a brief summary of my last four years in Brazil. It was essentially what I could provide as context; context into who I was before I was a DREAMer. When my dreams were theoretical, my identity was Brazilian. When I came here for the chance to live out my mom’s dreams of … More Becoming American
There hasn’t been a day since I returned from my trip this January, that I haven’t missed and wanted to be back in Brazil. It’s not just because I felt safer there than I have ever felt in the United States. It’s so much more than that. When I finally got to go back after … More The Feeling of Belonging
Growing up that was a term that I heard very often from my mother and my elders. To stay in a child’s place or in other words stay out of grown folks’ face, no back talk, and do what they say without question. Now that is all fine and dandy and in certain situations I … More What is a Child’s Place?