In my Corona isolation, I have had the misfortune of having a lot of time to reflect upon my recent year-long tenure in Dallas, Texas. Though social distancing wasn’t legally mandated while I was in Dallas, my mental health required it. Regularly hearing things like “wow, you’re funny for a girl” and “do you know what black people do a lot?” forced me into voluntary self-isolation.
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Moving to America
I recently moved from New York to Dallas. A lot of my New York friends asked why? A friend in Dallas said, “don’t do it.” I moved anyway as I was poor, lived above a noisy bar, had two roommates, and hated my job, the cold, the subway, and the perpetual anxious sweat that coated my body.