I would start off by saying I lived a loving home of a single mother, grandparents, and siblings. I was not given something I did not want; basically, I was spoiled to death by everyone in my family. But there was something more internally that I did not think they could help with, self-esteem. I grew up mainly thinking there was a certain way to look in order for people to either love and respect you. I never saw my heritage or culture being represented in the news or in fashion. This was the beginning where I thought what I was born into was not enough for the world to be viewed as 'majestic'. I constantly tried to figure out another way to become one with society; either something that was beneficial or was something that was heinous. I
