Growing up with parents who never experienced a system that taught them self-inquiry, boundaries or healing made me hustle through life as well.

An immigrant's journey is a leap of faith and requires huge amounts of loss, courage and guilt.

Today I find a renewing comfort in my roots, which over time grew into wings.

Making peace with the different parts of me guided me toward a path of ownership, as owning my story and pain was necessary to let go of the suffering and rise from victimhood and trauma.