I tell my story about overcoming my self-esteem and self-concept who am I? I wonder back into my childhood to fi nd whom I am and where it is I belong in this world. Growing up on the streets of the south side of Chicago was hard. I was young and did not understand the world, while on my journey to womanhood I was repeatedly abused and manipulated by men. One of which is deceased god rest his sole. At age 20, I lost everything I believed in. My children father was murdered, my children were taking away, and my mother was in a mental home. Never say you cannot make it out.