A breakdown of feelings and experiences I have as being a Black American in America at 21.. but also spending 18 years being insecure and letting others determine who I am because I was unaware of the real ME. Its a breakdown of not knowing my biological parents and family before 18, but how meeting them sparked a new me and how I see myself and my future differently. In reading this I hope you not only feel my pain displayed through my word choice, but hear how motivated I am because I know I am able to achieve anything I put my mind to.