My mother taught me her prejudice as well as her pride. I am a feminist, because in theory she wasn’t and in practice she was. In my childhood worldview, she was invincible and unbeatable, and I was taught to believe I could dream anything and achieve everything. As a grew up did I understand she was just protecting me from reality.
My friend said: Imagine that you are running a race against olympic medal winning athletes. You would like to win, although against your competitors you know you won’t have a chance. Yet, people around are cheering you on, saying ‘you can win, just run faster and you’ll make it’. This is the reality of many people experience discrimination.
Perhaps Brussels have made me more European and less Swedish, or maybe it is the idea of reinvention that attracts me. Both ways, as an EU-citizen expat I am privileged and don’t face the challenges my migrant parents did as third country nationals. A difference worth putting in question.
My name is Annica, and this is my blog. I will be sharing with you mainly two topics: politics and tech. This is my first post with a short introduction to who I am.