The Moment I Knew I’d Changed. The first time I realized my laughter had changed, I was on a video call with my mother. She tilted her head, smiling in that way mothers do when they notice what you can’t see. She said, “You sound… different.”

You think the expression of joy is same the same as that of an immigrant woman? lol

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