A Girl Like Me

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It is crucial for Latinx people to feel comfortable speaking their language, which in many ways causes a barrier to communicate with their physicians, case managers, etc. I have worked with many who...

Submitted on: Jul 8, 2020

On the morning of May 16th, 2016 - the first appointment with my primary care physician, I vividly recall waking up overwhelmed with new and refreshing feelings of hope. I stepped out of bed with hope...

Submitted on: Jul 6, 2020

Often times, and no disrespect to anyone who has said it, but... not being tied to anything isn't all it's cracked up to be. Let me explain...

Submitted on: Jun 25, 2020

I have been thinking about an easy way to share some important guidance to people who have just been diagnosed with HIV or AIDS.

Submitted on: Jun 23, 2020

From day one the odds have never been in my favor a black girl from the rough side of town a black girl growing up before her time a black girl letting the odds win hot tempered doing what i want forget school they don't care about me.

Submitted on: Jun 16, 2020
Ciarra "Ci Ci" Covin standing outside in front of building.

The Well Project interviews Ciarra (CiCi) Covin, Community Advisory Board member and A Girl Like Me blogger for our "Spotlight: Women Making a Difference" series.

Submitted on: Jun 9, 2020

As an African woman, having a white Dutch husband and mixed kids, I want to share my experience towards Black Lives Matter. In 13 years in the Netherlands, I have come across many facets of...

Submitted on: Jun 8, 2020

Growing up in Paterson New Jersey where the population is predominantly Black, it was inevitable that I would share space with an individual who identified as black. However here there was never a question of separation. Black, Hispanic or white it didn't matter; we were all in the struggle together.

Submitted on: Jun 8, 2020

I can still remember turning 18 years old and all the excitement of becoming an adult. I was excited yet humbled and frightened. I had the power to make my own decisions and step out of the rule of my...

Submitted on: May 26, 2020

One early evening around eightish. Hell has broken the front door, kicked and damaged yet a whirl; a smile hangs on her heart.

Submitted on: May 21, 2020

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