So yes, I’m white, I’ve struggled.

Brianna Rzucidlo, Youngstown, OH, .

Growing up my family had a normal middle class income. But when my parents got divorced at the end of my 8th grade year, things quickly changed. My mom became the bread winner in the family taking care of five children alone. We were getting evicted from house to house and had to move somewhere new every year I was in high school. With such a large family we had to make tough decisions about what to buy. Food or clothes? Now in college I am surrounded by many different people. I have been told to my face “your white, you’ve never struggled.” Without knowing someone’s story, you can’t judge based on the color of their skin or their facial features or where they appear to be from. Constantly getting told that I don’t know what struggle is hurts. I know people of other races who have had much better lives than mine so far at the young age of 21. If it wasn’t for student loans and campus housing, I would be homeless. Meanwhile a majority of students get to go home for the summer where they have bedrooms, where they wake up around family and eat meals together with their loved ones. I wake up alone, eat alone, go to the store alone, pay for everything on my own. And why? Because my mother can’t afford to have me living with her anymore. So yes, I’m white, I’ve struggled.


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