Growing up ugly
At four years old, I couldn’t determine what was pretty or ugly. Neither was I compelled to. The world was...
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Risking the void to reach the stars
I want to reach the stars … literally. I want to see the cosmos, to break boundaries, to do something no one has ever done, and to become the person that my younger self would look at and say “that’s...