I never knew I had an issue with ungodly anger until I had kids and became a stay at home mom. There’s something that stirs up when, day after day of not being able to control my environment, trying in vain to respond rationally to an irrational person, and trying to prove my worth in a role that is generally unappreciated and undervalued, that brings out the ugly things inside of me. For many years I struggled to manage my anger outbursts, which were mainly geared toward my kids, a few times toward my husband. I read articles, blogs, listened to podcasts, searched through...

I used to think I didn’t have any problems with my cultural identity. Clearly, I was just white, but looked a little Asian. I joke, but you know what they say about jokes! In case you didn't know, I was born in Taipei, Taiwan. When I was five years old, my mother, brother & I moved to a small beautiful town in New Jersey. There wasn’t much diversity, and I grew up for most of my school life feeling different and secretly wishing I was the same as everyone else. I wished our family was like all my friends’ families. I wished...