Its 10:45 on a Wednesday, I anxiously call my dear friend and mentor William Douglas, who I have yet to touch base with about what he would like to share with us in this next blog. He answers my Face Time and immediately realizes I am not being myself, I'm anxious, and I'm being short with him. He asks me what is the matter and why I seem to be under such duress. I share with him that I am barely hanging on in my academics, and falling more and more behind as each day goes by, My body is constantly in excruciating pain, especially in my hip, my knee, and my shoulder, All the places that I am currently having surgery. The worst pain of all was the one weighing down on my heart from all the stress, fear, and questions concerning my future and what is in store for me in the following months. William speaks to me in a soft humbling tone, "Who do you think you are?" I respond, "what?" and again he says, "who do you think you are?" I answer in a very sad...