I am having a hard time seeing how this was my fault and not hers in the first place.
I once heard a white man say, "When you go out you're representing your race." Except when you're white, you're just a thief, a rapist, a murderer - one who has gone astray from the flock. When you're a person of color, you're a cultural symbol.
What started as a twisted act of vengeance became an addictive high: I was hooked on “outsmarting” everyone.
Or why I obviously need Christ more than people who put figurines in their front yards.