By Alyssa Valdivia FRESNO, Calif.,– I am going to the University of California, San Diego to major in Sociology in the fall so that I
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I can’t put a date on when I realized something was wrong. I was raised middle class, with loving parents, and two older siblings. I

Since starting high school every year has been incredibly hectic, but none can measure up to what my junior year has been like. That’s because

Growing up, my mother’s focus was on keeping her little girls presentable and on the right track. She really liked to dress me and my

I was home-schooled from preschool until 8th grade, and my parents home-schooled both my siblings before me all the way through high school. I’m here