i grew up poor, hated, the victim of physical, motional, and sexual violence, and i know that suffering does not ennoble. it destroys. to resist destruction, self-hatred, or lifelong hopelessness, we have to throw off the conditioning of being despised, the fear of becoming the they that is talked about so dismissively, to refuse lying myths and easy moralities, to see ourselves as human, flawed, and extraordinary. all of us—extraordinary. 3 notes noteasybeingred via noteasybeingred