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Abstract

To make it through my final year of my doctoral degree, I had to focus on my research more and my mom less. I had spent most of my life worrying and caring for my mom through her mental health struggles. In September 2017, my mom ended her life. I was pressured into returning to my academic responsibilities shortly after her death. I buried my emotions to get through it. Less than a year later, I started my career in higher education in New York immediately after submitting my dissertation, leaving myself no time to grieve or to be vulnerable. The discussions at the State of Women of Color in New York Higher Education Symposium allowed me to reflect on my trauma and grief in a new light.

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