Most people don’t know I’m Mexican until I tell them. I look white and have a white last name. I am fiercely proud of my heritage, but can’t fully immerse myself due to a language barrier. I have unique experiences with Mexico that I hold near and dear: food, places and family. And I have family members directly affected by dangerous policies from the Trump administration. How can I use my privilege to help?
When my plants wither, it feels like a reflection of my own setbacks
Taking care of myself and my plants can be an uphill battle
Kate not Katie: Why I dropped the ‘i’ in my name
As I got older, my name started to feel like a too-small sweater
