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For a long time, I chose not to let anyone see me struggle. I believed that by keeping my challenges to myself, I was preserving my energy and avoiding the appearance of complaining. I was determined to stay strong, to uphold the idea of Black excellence by never showing signs of weakness or fatigue. The problem was, I wasn’t sharing how hard things really were, and people around me had no idea what I was overcoming. Without realizing it, I was giving the impression that things were easy for me when, in reality, they were anything but.






