Scarlett
For the betterment of my mental health, I returned to Hong Kong after a year, I carried Toronto’s ghosts in my bones. It wasn’t my choice to come back, I didn’t even get to say bye to my friends at school in Toronto. It was all so sudden that I crashed into a way deep
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234234 ViewsThe plane tore through clouds as Eminem’s “Lose Yourself” pulsed in my headphones. Toronto wasn’t just a new school—it was witness protection for my soul. It was my chance for a rebirth, my chance to discover, my chance to live the life I want. At school, teachers said “Interesting perspective! Thank you for your effort!” when I butchered English.
Read More220220 ViewsI’d mastered silence as a child—shrinking, obeying, vanishing—to survive a warzone where “good behavior” meant erasing myself. The flicker of MTV and Fashion TV stained our Hong Kong flat blue. At the age of six, my mother pinned me before the screen like a specimen. “See her?” She jabbed at Gisele Bündchen’s jutting ribs. “That’s discipline. You need to
Read More246246 ViewsHave you ever wondered why you are the person you are? Why do some people have so much confidence and others (or I) don’t? Why some people succeed by the age of 30 and others (or I) don’t? And how much of that has to do with your childhood? How much your childhood influenced your
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