Some people like the narrative that I'm a coward. In my childhood, I had big balls. If my mom didn't give me enough money for McDonald's, I had no problem going up to strangers asking for money. Or taking mischievous risks. Sadly, in my adolescent years I got bullied, lost my way.
It's time to stop being passive and remember who I am. I don't need to be afraid of my own shadow anymore because I'm Mr. What It Is, and the bullies are What It Ain't.
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