The only help I need to live, is unprofessional. The only wealth I have to give, is not material. And if you need much more than that, I’m not available.
I find, even though it’s raining, I just go outside. I look outside and I’m just so blessed to see it and to experience it, because for such a long time I was just indoors.
I had to confront my fears and master my every demonic thought about inferiority, insecurity, or the fear of being black, young, and gifted in this Western culture.
