I feel that I am constantly in competition with myself, trying to figure out my identity. The things I can’t change about myself seem to be more frustrating than others. I can’t change my race of the skin I was born into. Do I wish I were white at times? Yes. I feel very inferior here at Wheelock. Most of the time I do not feel good enough. At times, I don’t feel heard, or better yet, acknowledged. At times I feel like I am Sarah Boartman; being made fun of, virtually a laughing stock. People… the majority will never know how it feels to be a person of color. I am constantly reminded that I am different every day. I hate it! I want conversations about race, diversity, and inclusion to be an ongoing conversation, not just when a problem arises.