I’ve been fighting my entire life. I fought to survive growing up in foster care until I was adopted at age eight. I fought through years of abuse, homelessness, and the stigma of starting over at nearly 50 years old during a pandemic. I’ve fought for every degree I earned, every opportunity I’ve had, and every ounce of stability in my life. But lately, I feel like I’m fighting for crumbs—just the bare minimum to get by. It’s like being a Christian in ancient Rome, thrown into the Colosseum to fight lions while everyone looks on. Except my lions are instability, disadvantage, and uncertainty. And all too often I'm left wondering: How am I going to get through this today on my own? Photo by Jeanette R. Harrison, MPH Struggle Isn’t the Same as Growth I’ve heard it all before: “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger,” “You’ve got to fight for what you want,” and “The struggle builds character.” And while those sayings may have some truth, they don’t tell the whole story. I’m no...
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