So much of my identity—as a Sikh, a 23-year-old woman, and a brown person in this country—is linked to fear. Over the last several years, I’ve felt the continuing need to verify and justify my existence as an American, so much so that I found myself doubting my own identity, too.
And yet, there is one emotion that has helped me push back against all of this negativity: love. I remind myself constantly that it is out of love that I question, because I believe that we all should do better, that we all deserve better, and that we all can be better.
- How do you respond to a culture of fear and negativity?
- How has love impacted what you believe about the world?