Some of us are born with the safety net of privilege, others with the trapdoor of poverty
Consider the child who grows up without ever feeling safe, who doesn’t believe the world is on their side. How can we expect that child to act as if the world is fair?
We don’t get to choose where we are born. We don’t choose the area we come from, the people, or the circumstances that will define the early years of our lives.
Whether we take our first breath in a home filled with love and security or one marked by high stress and instability, is not in our hands. We don’t choose whether our childhoods are defined by books or burdens, by dinner tables or by social workers.