In this day and age where the struggles of being a person of color in the country are top of mind for everyone, there are deeper levels of emotional struggle that black people deal with in America, different circumstances that on the surface most people cant see and are unaware of. I was born in Pittsburgh, Pa., both of my parents are immigrants to this country from Nigeria and both lived through the Nigeria civil war. The Biafra War lasted from 1967 to 1970, during which time my parent lived through and witnessed the trauma and pain that come with a conflict that resulted in over 100,000 military casualties, but more importantly bearing witness to 500,000 to 2 million Nigerians dying of starvation. Needless to say, this was an experience that led to great levels of emotional trauma for both of them, and one they had not forgotten or gotten over by the time my siblings came along, me being born in 1978. It was a civil war and my parents are from opposing sides. They met in the United States and believed that energy of that conflict and that time in life was behind them. But the pain of witnessing friends and family being slaughtered right before your eyes, children and babies starving to death almost daily for years right in front of your face, its easy to see how that can have a lasting impact on them, that would trickle down to us children. The level of domestic violence that I witnessed and experienced in my formative years (ages 0 thru 7) was at a level of intensity that I wouldn’t dare describe or illustrate what was happening almost daily in my house growing up; I wouldn’t feel right putting those pictures into your mind. Eventually my father, after terrorizing my mother and us for years, threw us out and effectively abandoned my mom and 4 siblings. This is where in reflection I believe a lot of my emotional struggles in life originated. After my mom was now on her own to raise us, she did everything she could possibly do to provide for us as best she could. This led to us moving constantly, eventually leaving Pittsburgh when I around age 10 and living a nomadic childhood and young adult life for the next 12 years.