Coping by Producing
A poem

as a child of immigrants so many of us have coped with just being swept forward swept into the future swept towards a solution immediately
because there was no time to dwell only time to work, no time to play, only time to hone CV padding extracurriculars, no time to feel, only solutions
to survive a world where we were not welcome, because that’s how our parents learned to survive as they needed to, and that was our blueprint for survival growing up.
from a position of considerably more privilege now, I ask: do I still need to grasp on to these methods of survival? or do I finally have enough to finally live, to thrive?
Tagging: Carlos Garbiras | Michael Burg, MD | Neha Sandhir S | Melissa Bee | Dr. Fatima Imam if you’re up to it and anyone else interested in today’s prompt: How do you cope with stress and anxiety?
Lucy Dan 蛋小姐 (she/her/她) adapted this poem from an earlier tweet that really seemed to resonate.
Shouting out Rochelle Silva’s amazing piece! 🐚






