Before finalizing this chapter, I rewrote the chapter as it wasn’t going to be “Goodbye Yellow Brick Road” It will be a self-righteous “do’s and don’t,” which in my aunts struggle in adversity helped inspire this next chapter. Going into this journey, I began to realize that I was a conformist of social norms. Doing the same damn thing, everyone does, thinking they will get a better result of it. The truth of the matter was that in every scenario, I was always brought down from grace by someone who was intimidated by me in one-way shape, or form. As I sincerely cared about people and genuinely was there to help, that is why I had so many people on my side. Which in the end, if we all truly cared about people, we would be there too. Which in transparency is why I couldn’t leave Houston until my mission was over. Little did I know that a sketchy apartment manager would evict me after exposing the fact that it was infested with mold that nearly killed me. My consistency and diligence shut the complex down, which is now being built as a shopping center on the street of Dunvale.
Everyone has felt the feeling of being shoved into the corner. Which is the worst-case scenario; we end up getting crucified in injustice and unfairness. Which the quick response is to retreat and move on to the next chapter of life. Right? Well, in my reflection, I saw that I wasn’t that lucky as it seemed that it just followed me. Partly because people thought I was transgendered. Which of course, they ended up believing the lie in their act of discrimination. Which, in turn, made them look stupid. As their assumptions had me not running away as I did before in workplace bullying. I confronted it always and got me in trouble a few times. But the same result was that I still ran away, hoping it would be better. In the end, “I got the last laugh” because the truth that came out in this journey was that those at Sprint also believed this. Which, in turn, is why they ended doing what they did. Because unfortunately, this perception of them accepting that community always had them first in the chopping block.
Going into the journey, I began to realize something. This metaphorically, Houston and this false perception in dreaming I had made me realize I was chasing Oz, in the metaphoric brick road called life’s journey. The truth of the matter was that those stereotypes and the assumptions were something I was never going to go away. Which reality is, I had to deal with it entirely everywhere. Where someone who said they felt uncomfortable with a man in the bathroom had them looking all sorts of stupid because everything to my birth certificate proved to that I was. In a dramatic protest, I ended up slapping a bloody Kotex in a guy’s face because I got fed up with his bullying, which got me fired consequently, which would have never happened if he had mutual respect. When I look at the badass things I did, I laugh at the things I use to do. Because the truth of the matter was it revealed something I could never see before. That I was indeed a fighter. Which now faced with a second chance of winning the battle in Houston against Sprint. I decided to do the right thing thanks to my one-woman legal team, Bethany. What if taking the settlement would have bound me to a nondisclosure clause that would prevent me from using this as leverage to make me stronger. To tell the world what happens in this world. The things that we are all subjected to and could be victims of. Whatever walk of life you come from, what I realized is that systematic racism would keep us all in chains. Where those who fall from the top of grace will never have a way to fight through it, worst of all, they would know how to survive the life I had to readapt myself too.
In the journey, I began to see that there was a reason for all of this. A bigger picture per se. Where writing was my outlet to tell the stories of the things that we all are afraid to admit fully. That we are victims and targets in this burning world, that something that we see happening can happen to any of us. The truth is that all that happened just prepared me for the release of the book and the criticism that I was about to face. The belittling, the gaslighting, and the reoccurrence of the things I encountered. Which, in turn, made me learn how to fight smarter. Which is what led me to this future psychology venture. As one of the things that I started hearing was, you have no credentials. Which no matter how much life experience and how accurate I am in predicting behavior will not matter. To be proactive is why I decided to go back to school to get my psychology degree, which started with the idea of getting an Associate’s Degree. But had a more prominent and selfless purpose. To become a therapist to not only help people through life coaching, I do but to be a one-stop-shop in assisting people in fixing their unresolved issues so they can stay consistent in their journey successfully.
Needing change is crucial in this era. With the age of COVID, we have seen just how unjustified life can be. Which I never expected to happen so soon in life. Where many turned away for testing, turned away from care, and sacrificing those lives, who were not deemed worthy. What happens when the next pandemic happens? Are we going to just be okay with it? Which is what compelled me to turn the money away. Which everyone said I was stupid to do. Because the truth of the matter is, they saw the dollar signs versus the real issues. Shutting up and taking the money would make me just as worst as those, which is how “Goodbye Yellow Brick Road” came to be. The “rainbow and gumdrops” partially existed as this is always in jeopardy by those willing to sell their souls for something they have no comprehension of what’s to come. As the unknown is believed to deflect with money. But like everything, things end. Resource gets scarce as cash is used to buy the things that will bring us happiness. But like Biggie said, “More Money More Problems.” Which seeing for the first time that the fundamental element of freedom was to be happy with me. Which no matter how appealing Oz looks, it’s built out of lies and deception. Which in the end, I wanted no part of it. And if I was going to make money or get anywhere, I was just going to work harder and fight smarter.