What A Journey Into The Heart Of Cambodia Taught Me About True Happiness
Life back home felt like an enormous burden filled with problematic thoughts and issues that weren’t actually a problem at all.
Life back home felt like an enormous burden filled with problematic thoughts and issues that weren’t actually a problem at all.
I detested my photo on the national identification card. I looked terrible. My hair was dirty. My eyes were tiny. I didn’t even have bangs so it made my forehead look like a paddy field.
Am I a loser? Do I not belong to this school? Am I just like a typical submissive Asian that most US people have formed the stereotype of?