It was a hereditary that I was cursed to have. I didn’t choose this position it was handed down to me by a great, great, great… grandfather who because of an ancestors’ wrongful steps was the path that I would be taking as well. Yet, as I was about to grab my 1st wallet a pain swept over the soul that freed me from the initial sin. G-D had a plan for me that wiped the slate of my ancestor’s clean and I felt I could start a new so instead of stealing that wallet, I grew my own. I realized that society can try and say how I will turn out but G-D’s plan laugh at their blueprint. Destiny is not written by man but is one that G-D is allowing me to walk one step at a time.