Tag Archives: real family


I returned to Bulgaria for the first time as an adult when I was twenty. I’d visited once before – on a family vacation to the Black Sea with my mom, dad, and brother when I was ten. This time, … Continue reading

Posted in personal narrative | Tagged , , , , | Leave a comment

what’s in a name?

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about labels lately. The way that labels we identify with, or the names that we get “labeled” can either be a source of pride or something to prove/disprove. As a student of social work, I … Continue reading

Posted in social locations | Tagged , , , , , , , | Leave a comment