I am 27 years old.
I am a refugee…and a United States citizen.
I am a law school graduate trying to make it in the “real” world…who realizes that the real world is not as glamorous as I once thought, when I was younger.
I am a single, independent female…who sometimes wishes I had a personal assistant to tell me what to do with my life.
I am neither a Republican nor a Democrat.
I am a Catholic who sometimes questions the policies of the Church.
I am neither an African-American nor a Caucasian-American.
I am the product of a lower-class family…who is trying to succeed in an upper-class society.
I am a dialectic tension.