about how you dealt with it? well, i think that racism is prevalent wherever we go, and i think that when i was younger, i didn't have the mental equipment to be able to deal with how that made me feel. ifelt smaller, ifelt invisible, ifelt like i didn't deserve to be treated the same way as everyone else because i thought that that's what my reality was. when i was in school, this is like ia, 15, you know, you're in america and ifelt like, oh, my gosh, maybe being different does make me less than. but as i grew up, i saw that i'm actually a lucky one, that, you know, yeah, sure, ifaced racism, people called me names or, you know, said mean things to me, but people around world get killed for it, for the colour of their skin, and i count myself as the lucky