Thought #5: This American Life

Lately, I’ve been feeling a deep discontentment. And frankly, I ask myself constantly what is the source of my increasingly restless nature. Why am I waking up with my heart beating a thousand miles a minute or feeling random bouts of nausea (no, I’m not pregnant)? According to our beloved apocalyptic WebMD, these symptoms are attributed to anxiety. I am feeling anxious. I have to let that sink in… because for the longest time I would pride myself in handling stress well. Five exams in one day? Pfft, I got this, there are bigger fish to fry. Gym, classes, meeting with a professor, work, and a pile of coursework?

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What about now?

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Thought #4: American Boy 

Recently, I had an interesting discussion with a teacher about race. She was recounting a conversation she had had with a student of hers about the “typical American boy.” The way the girl was referring to this type of boy was resounding. And many may conjure an image such as this: 

  • Tall, blond, light colored eyes, handsome af, tough, white
  • Smart, chivalrous, parents love him, white 
  • Sporty, football, varsity, white 

But I’m not blaming or accusing anyone. These were adjectives came up with, of how imagine an “American boy.” 

And I thought to myself, I need to change my mindset.