Making a Scene

by Constance Wu

My mind sometimes blurs out painful experiences as an act of mercy. My breakup with Rob must have really hurt because it is gone from my memory.

why is this so me oh my god

I’ve always found that the turning point in recovering from a breakup is when you can look back on memories with fondness, rather than pain.

Once someone touches your heart, they can’t untouch it.

well

I grew up and started worrying about perception, I began questioning which was the “better” way to be.

Sometimes it’s hard to know if an apology is meant for the receiver’s benefit or for the apologizer’s own selfish gratification.

wow

I’m a fucking sobber. I hate it and I’ve tried to squelch it, but sometimes I just can’t.

When I was in eighth grade, I hated a girl so much that I wanted to cut off all her hair.

THIS IS SO FUNNY TO ME IM SORRY 😭😭😭

Childhood is a testing ground for what type of person you want to be, and part of that is trying things out, including cruelty, and seeing how it feels.

Gosh, I loved books.

But there’s this thing that sometimes happens with the kids of immigrant parents. There’s a tacit understanding that because your parents didn’t grow up in America, they don’t get American stuff.

I’ve spent half my life trying to shrink my big feelings, and when I was unable to do that, I spent the other half trying to not be ashamed of them. I still struggle with this.

Stereotypes are not harmful for their mere existence; they’re harmful for their reduction of a person or group.

She wasn’t yet ready to bear the insults and derision that follow when women make scenes. And I wouldn’t make her to do something before she was ready.

Love is not something earned through merit. It’s something that happens with time.

“This is a make-or-break moment for all of Asian American representation,

the gaslighting…….

As culture shifts, so do expectations. The lines for acceptable behavior have never been static, and I was stumbling along in the dark without precedent.

There are no shortcuts for the true things in life. You have to sit through the discomfort. Sometimes, you have to sit through it for a very, very long time.

I’d drive around in the dark listening to the radio show Delilah. People from all over the country called in and talked to Delilah about love and lone-liness. The callers were often desperate or in denial.

I HATE THAT RADIO SHOW HOST IM SORRY 😭😭😭😭😭