During fellowship, I was proud of myself for punching above my weight class but had trouble shaking off that recurrent feeling that I did not belong. Growing up with a stutter, I had trouble communicating my thoughts out loud and was always afraid that the stutter would come out while speaking. After conquering my fears in middle school, I thought that the world was now my oyster. Then September 11, 2001, happened. Overnight, I suddenly realized I was not like all of my friends. I was an adolescent, Muslim, Indian American male with surprisingly good English who was trying to figure out his place in this world.