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I think at this point in my life, all I need is exposure. Not exposure to the world, but exposure of myself. The parts of me that are lazy, insecure, entitled, afraid, and constantly searching for shortcuts. The parts that are holding me back from becoming the man I know I can be. So here I am, exposing myself in order to get rid of them. For years, I promised myself that my first car would be either a Mercedes or a BMW. It wasn't about the car itself. It was about what it represented. I wanted my future children to look back and think, "Dad was cool when he was young." In my bloodline, nobody owned those cars. My great-grandfather started from nothing. My grandfather built from nothing. They turned barren land into opportunity. They built everything through hard work, sweat, sacrifice, and faith. No backup plans. No shortcuts. Just work. The truth is, I grew up blessed. I got most things I wanted. Financially, educationally, socially: I have been fortunate in ways many p...