02/02/2026
I’m sharing this message from a local business owner because it matters and because it’s easy to forget what real human stories look like when social media turns everything into a debate.
As an immigrant and as a therapist, this hit me deeply.
While people online argue about who’s right, who’s wrong, and who deserves what… this is the part of the human experience we actually sit with in the therapy room. Grief. Displacement. Generational trauma. Love for family. Survival. The weight of being the bridge between worlds. The quiet exhaustion of carrying stories no one sees.
This is the work.
Not hot takes. Not moral high horses.
But listening to stories like this, and recognizing how privilege allows some people to never have to think about them.
Therapy teaches you this fast: people don’t need more shouting. They need to be seen. And when we stay silent about injustice, we’re often protecting comfort, not neutrality.
So I’m amplifying this voice because stories like this are everywhere… even here, locally. And because empathy isn’t political—it’s human.
This is why it matters that we speak up.
This is why compassion has to come before judgment. This is why love, always, is louder than hate.
