Being Thankful For Adversity?

What I went through in my life growing up on Staten Island, New York, as a guy as dark as me, not Italian, by the way. And like, I went through so much adversity. They threw a quarter stick of dynamite through my window trying to get us to leave the neighborhood. Yeah. It exploded on the couch right next to where my sister and I were sleeping. They threw a brick first and they threw a quarter stick of dynamite through the window. It blew up arm of the sofa that I was sleeping on with my sister. That's how bad they wanted us out of that neighborhood. But I learned from that. People are like, that's hate. Hatred, that's racism. Yes. But all those things that I dealt with, racism from cops, getting fired from my job because the color of my skin, all of that stuff put the $200,000 car that's in my driveway in my driveway. Right. Right. Like that. All I can't— you can't discount that. Yeah. All of it turns into who you are. That's it. And so, yeah, I'm thankful. Yeah. I'm thankful for all that adversity, all that hatred, all that racism, everything I dealt with because if that stuff didn't happen to me, I don't know if I'd be where I am today. Yeah, you know, so it's kind of a crazy way to look at it, but I'm in such a powerful position today in my life, growing up with a single mom who wasn't even from this country, barely spoke the language, to where I am today. People told me it was not possible. They tried to force that victim mentality down my throat because of how I looked. I was a little Black kid, a little brown kid, but I just kind of shifted my thinking and saying, what if all this stuff is actually happening for me to strengthen me, to get me to that next And the proof is where I am today, right now.