It has been a long road for me to travel. The journey has been dark and full of rain! The process of becoming a man happened long after I was of adult age. The years I would spend being like a dog chasing his tail. The mistakes I would make would create a resentment that I would harbor for the man I looked at in the mirror every day, yet I had a sickness lying deep within me. That sickness was like a cancer that chewed away my hopes, blurred my vision, and took away my voice.