As a child, I was largely unaware of Métis history, and my own Métis heritage. It was just never talked about. I didn’t know that I was missing a whole part of myself till I was a teen. It was hard to know how to feel about it. An entire culture and history apparently existed in my blood—but it was as foreign to me as outer space. I’ve been scared to delve deeper into my history. Scared of finding too much, unearthing stories of pain and suffering. Or of not finding anything at all, and losing my already tenuous grasp on my identity as a Métis woman. But experiencing Kent Monkman’s exhibit “Shame & Prejudice: 150 Years of Resilience” was a gift of not only courage and inspiration, but the permission to reclaim my own story.