Let me start off by saying I've tried to write this book nine times. I don't mean nine drafts; I mean started over and was defeated nine times. In the words of my earthly idol, Erykah Badu, "I'm sensitive about my sh*t". With the covers of God Don't Like Ugly and I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings staring at me from the bookshelf across the room, I can feel an anxious twitch in my right eye. Comparing myself to the brilliant women before me, why would someone want to read a memoir about me? This is personal. I'm giving you a magnifying glass and asking you to zoom in and examine life through my eyes in a way that is far from conventional. Regardless, I'm committed. Even if it takes me ten, eleven or "fifty-leven" times of starting over. If my journey can help the next person, then it's worth it. My only ask is that if you find solace in this book, please share it with a friend.
