As a kid, I saw all these disparities, but I didn’t have a name for them, and I definitely didn’t connect them to the environmental movement. When I did start learning more about the climate crisis, for so long all I could think about was all the wasteful things I was doing. I fell into the trap of only thinking about my own carbon footprint. It was alienating, and I never felt like I could do enough.
My awakening didn’t come until I was an adult and started to rock climb, cycle, and hike more. I saw that there were practically no brown people like me in outdoor sports. For the first time, I understood that those problems were systemic and existed everywhere, drawn from historic barriers to access and lack of representation.
Then, with my eyes truly open, I started to look back at my roots. I realized that what was happening in Bahrain was environmental injustice. And the only way we’re going to solve problems like that is by recognizing the roots of that injustice and targeting the policies and big industries that need to change.