I never paused to ask the ‘what if’ questions. What if those scars and wounds, were supposed to be experience? What if those experiences would have made me stronger, instead of broken me? What if, in fact, I was wanted, by anyone who was worth my time, and I was strong enough to face these challenges head on? What if the black kid who loves Paramore and Folk music, but still marches with his Brothers and Sisters, was all I needed to give to this world, and nothing more? What if, life isn’t supposed to be easy?