It’s easy to be discouraged by the family you were born into, especially when your racist drunkle pops his dentures in and out during Thanksgiving dinner. But feeling mild discomfort over the cranberry sauce is one thing; having your entire life’s mission revolve around your lineage is another. Imagine that your career, love life, and social status were all pre-determined. And scarier, were dictated by those very folk you... More >>>