When I look at refugees, I do not see statistics or political arguments. I see people whose bodies and minds have had to survive things no one should have to survive. I know that from my own life. When you grow up around war, fear does not always leave when the danger passes. It can stay in your sleep, your concentration, your relationships, and your sense of whether the world is safe. Years later, a headline, a sound, or a new wave of violence can bring all of that back to the surface. That is one reason I care so deeply about how we talk about refugees. Too often, the conversation becomes political long before it becomes human. People speak about refugees as if they are a problem to solve, rather than people trying to rebuild their lives while carrying trauma, grief, and uncertainty. I do not see refugees as outsiders. I see human beings. I see nervous systems that have been asked to hold too much for too long. I see people who need dignity, safety, and the chance to begin agai...