I’m almost 50 years old but I’m still angry at my mother for making such bad decisions about my life early on. I was a gifted student and I took the entrance exam for one of the elite high schools in the city (Bronx High School of Science) and got in but my mother was afraid to let me travel on the subway so she declined the invitation. I eventually dropped out of school and struggled for many years with dead end jobs until I found my way and found success but I still blame her for not letting me shine and letting her own fears f*** up my life. At that time, I’d wanted to be a cardiologist and I sometimes wonder how far I could have gone in medicine.
