Carmen Rita Wong

How do I feel authentic as a human being? Like if your whole story is a lie, how do you feel authentic as a person?

How do I feel authentic as a human being? Like if your whole story is a lie, how do you feel authentic as a person?

I just saw in all of this the machinations of my mother who ruled the roost in the sense of what gets told and what doesn't get told. She needed to talk to her mom directly. She had only been given months to live. And I had to know if it was true.

I just saw in all of this the machinations of my mother who ruled the roost in the sense of what gets told and what doesn't get told. She needed to talk to her mom directly. She had only been given months to live. And I had to know if it was true.

I just saw in all of this the machinations of my mother who ruled the roost in the sense of what gets told and what doesn't get told. She needed to talk to her mom directly. She had only been given months to live. And I had to know if it was true.

I saw her in her emaciated frame and hugged her and we cried. but I still was strident inside because I knew that I was there to confront her about something.

I saw her in her emaciated frame and hugged her and we cried. but I still was strident inside because I knew that I was there to confront her about something.

I saw her in her emaciated frame and hugged her and we cried. but I still was strident inside because I knew that I was there to confront her about something.

What made me very, very sad was that this had to come out right before she was dying. And what made me triply sad was that she was going to die without telling me.

What made me very, very sad was that this had to come out right before she was dying. And what made me triply sad was that she was going to die without telling me.

What made me very, very sad was that this had to come out right before she was dying. And what made me triply sad was that she was going to die without telling me.

She did her typical Lupe thing. How dare he tell you something that was mine. It was my secret. It was my truth. And I reminded her, no, it was mine, okay? What happened?

She did her typical Lupe thing. How dare he tell you something that was mine. It was my secret. It was my truth. And I reminded her, no, it was mine, okay? What happened?

She did her typical Lupe thing. How dare he tell you something that was mine. It was my secret. It was my truth. And I reminded her, no, it was mine, okay? What happened?

He married off my mother and her sister to essentially Chinese gangsters for money. They had their paperwork and my mother and her sister didn't. So my grandfather arranged their marriages, ages of like 19 and 18.

He married off my mother and her sister to essentially Chinese gangsters for money. They had their paperwork and my mother and her sister didn't. So my grandfather arranged their marriages, ages of like 19 and 18.

He married off my mother and her sister to essentially Chinese gangsters for money. They had their paperwork and my mother and her sister didn't. So my grandfather arranged their marriages, ages of like 19 and 18.

She was like, I need to get us the best odds. That's the reason why she married an Anglo-American.

She was like, I need to get us the best odds. That's the reason why she married an Anglo-American.

She was like, I need to get us the best odds. That's the reason why she married an Anglo-American.