I shared on my Instagram post about being Black, Hispanic and a DACA Recipient; sometimes I feel like all the odds are against me. I've experienced racism, discrimination and hurtful comments simply because I am all of these things. I have at times been forced to choose a race/ethnicity and have been told that I am not welcomed in this country. Despite all of this, I will continue to walk with my head held high. My parents have sacrificed too much for me to be beaten down by the opinions and actions of others.
When we arrived to the United States, we merged two worlds to create our own bicultural experience and became third culture kids - ni de aqui, ni de alla. This is personal. We are products of the risk our parents took to create a new life in an unknown country. We understand that migration is beautiful because it means so much to so many - just like us.