Things I Never Said in English
I went on a date last week. He was nice. He asked me about my childhood. But as I spoke about Saturday language schools and piano recitals I hated, I realized I was trauma-dumping on a stranger. I realized I was trying to condense twenty-five years of cultural baggage into an appetizer course. asians ex diary
What is one object from a past relationship that you kept? Or are you a ruthless declutterer? Let’s commiserate. Things I Never Said in English I went on a date last week
I think that’s why I stayed so long. I fell in love with the idea of him. I fell in love with the narrative that said, “You have found the socially acceptable partner. You have checked the box. You are safe.” But as I spoke about Saturday language schools
I opened my kitchen cabinet this morning and realized I have too much rice. Specifically, a twenty-pound bag of Calrose medium grain that I bought at the Asian market three months ago. Back then, it made sense. It was a joint investment. It was the foundation of meal preps for two.
