My Mother Taught Me

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.

An Unfair Race

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. 

Expat and Migrant: Same but Different? 

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.