It should surprise no one that I identify with the downtrodden, the underprivileged, the disadvantaged, the disenfranchised, the outsiders. Those who some might call the losers of society.

No matter who you are someone has it worse than you do. It might be your neighbor, might be someone you know, might be someone you see all the time, hidden in plain sight. It might someone you hardly knew existed; the sick, the elderly, the disabled.

Try to take one minute out and imagine what it might be like. To be struggling, to be vulnerable, to lose control, to need.