When I first think about my personal lens, I see first that it is made up of some very typical, privileged kind of things: White, male, outwardly heteronormative, American, etc. These are traits I try to be aware of both in my own view outward, and as others view me. Though certainly I don't always succeed in this goal. One part of my lens that affects how I view myself, and one that I think will be challenged by the trip this summer, is that of class. I have always viewed myself as solidly lower middle-class, or lower, especially growing up. Even in times of my life where this was objectively not the case, I still had the inward view that I was a poor person who happened to have money for now. Thrift is something that was instilled in me growing up, and no matter how well I'm doing I still feel that pressure to budget and save and cut coupons. This is, of course, all... *ahem* garbage when compared to a migrant or refugee who has lost near everything, ...
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