It’s not been easy at all by any stretch of the imagination but I released all of it. At the end of the day, I had to stop speculating about what people obsessed with my demise think because it’s already clear what they think: they want me to die. No further speculation needed.
I don’t need to understand them. I don’t need to understand the inner machinations of what drove them to treat me like shit. I see now that it’s of no consequence primarily because I managed to rise above everything. Their worst wasn’t enough to stop me. That’s powerful.