You Only Cry For Help If You

It Was Just Expected That I Would Go To College. Both My Parents Are Teachers And They Tolerated Acting, But I Was Going To Go To A School Of Quality Or Bust. Which Made My Downshifting Back To Acting Afterward A Little Difficult.

I Feel Extremely Lucky, Extremely Grateful, And A Little Bittersweet, Too.

I Cannot In Good Conscience Participate In A Celebratory Occasion Hosted By A Country Where People Like Myself Are Being Systematically Denied Their Basic Right To Live And Love Openly.

You Develop A Lot Of Scars, Being Interracial.

My Encounters With Racism Are Sort Of Second-hand Situations Where I Might Be Standing Around With A Group Of White Friends And Someone Makes A Comment That They Wouldn't Make At My Family Reunion.