In February of 2010, I was born into a multiethnic family. Raised with my mother's religion, I have spent ten years attending a Jewish private school and ten years feeling a sense of estrangement from my community. Being Black in a Jewish environment made me consistently feel like I was not Jewish enough, and being Jewish in a Black environment made me feel consistently not Black enough. I spent years of my childhood feeling like there was no place where I truly belonged. January 21, 2023, I took my first step into a BBYO event after days of convincing from friends and peers, and a deeply rooted fear of missing out on the last-minute decision was made to attend RMR’s spring term kickoff. Two steps into the doors of the event, I was met with countless familiar faces. The night went on, and I paid no thought to anything except how long the line for go-karting was. The following month was spent tracking behind my friends to each and every chapter rush, only concerned with the fear we might be separated. February 29, while attending a school basketball game, I got the heart-dropping news that I had been placed into a different chapter than the rest of my best friends. I spent hours asking around about how to switch chapters and who I could contact. After hours of sulking and pouting, I attended the intake night for Celeste Sobol BBG #1210. Fearful and full of anxiety, I walked into the event and was immediately met with smiles and hugs. Throughout the next few months, due to holidays, I was forced to attend events without the one person who was placed into 1210 with me, making small talk unavoidable. I quickly realized that my fear, sadness, and anger at the staff for being placed into 1210 had faded. I began building relationships with board members and other members in training. Slowly but surely, I began to look forward to seeing my newly made friends. The connection was instant, and the thought of knowing I had just discovered relationships and bonds that would follow me through this life and the next overwhelmed any negativity or fear I had felt before. I finally found a place where I would not be judged or ridiculed, a place where I fit in. Through RMR, Celeste Sobol BBG, and the B'nai Brith Youth Organization, I have found a missing piece of my identity as a BBG. They say BBYO truly becomes one's heart and home. But for me, BBYO has become the exact definition of heart and home.