Growing up, I was withdrawn and fearful, with an unshakable despair and a feeling that somehow others had all the advantages that gave them resources that I couldn’t access to succeed at life.
At my lowest point, I was 10 years old, without a place to call home, and survived on $2 a day in tips working in a restaurant. My life's purpose was centered on saving these coins for a future that I couldn't envision.
I wasn't born into this environment though.
My earliest childhood years were in Hong Kong, and as a young child I was filled with happiness under the thoughtful care and love from my mother.
She was also my best friend, cheerleader, and provider. My father was absent much of the time and I didn't have a relationship with him, but as a child I never gave it a second thought.