Someday, I’ll definitely be hated for thinking differently, for thinking deeply, for thinking critically. Indeed, I am scared of rejection, of being scorned, of being left alone. But why should I be scared when I can think of backup plans? Why should I be scared when I have seen that things can be better? Why should I be scared when I have met people who have genuinely cared for me before? I will stumble–that’s a part of being human–but I will rise again and rise higher–and that’s another part of being human. We are fools, but we hate being fools, and we can kill our own foolishness. Praise the Lord, and God Almighty help us all.