How Growing Up In Ukraine Made Me Different From You

Irealized that cosmopolitanism is bullshit the moment I saw a man casually walking with a huge blood stain on his military uniform in Kyiv, October 2021.

Let me explain.

Blood stains like that are all over my history as a Ukrainian.

At the sweet age of 17, I moved from Ukraine to Canada. The “country of immigrants”, where millions are trying their best to just fit in. I did, too, ignoring the fact I never felt I belonged. This jarring feeling was haunting me all three years I lived there:

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