While your story is a heartbreaking yet also redemptive one, the difference lies in how you tread in the water.
What kept you underwater, on the precipice of drowning, was a series of unfortunate events and circumstances that seemed to be beyond your control. Socio-economics, a rough upbringing, drugs, alcohol, etc.
Minorities in this country are often, also, on the precipice of drowning, yet there is an invisible force of race and prejudice that holds their heads underwater. No matter how much they kick and fight to surface, like gravity, racism slows down their progress.
Neither situation is favorable, sir, and of anyone, I’d presume you’d be the first to keep the stone in your hand rather than hurl it.