Emotional Journey
I have been misunderstood and mistrusted my whole life. I have witnessed so much injustice—especially psychological injustice. I saw my father fighting so many demons, battles he didn’t even understand himself.I absorbed my father’s pain; in many ways, I am still carrying it, even though he is no longer here. One day, while watching a show on TV, a Chris Rock Netflix special, “Selective Outrage.” “The show was not to make us laugh, but to me, a free therapy service, “ Chris Rock said I am not a victim, baby.”
Since that day, I have carried those words with me: I am not a victim. Sometimes, I find myself in the wrong places with the wrong people—sometimes out of naivety, sometimes because I think I know the outcome, and sometimes just by being myself. But as long as I hold on to my sanity, my mind, and my soul—and keep moving forward with new goals, new ideas, sometimes smiling, sometimes crying, but always continuing—that is what truly matters.
