Let me take a step back and just ask an uncomfortable question.
Who am I to tell this story, as in this Patrick story?
Patrick's the one who lived with this pain and I have never been hungry a day in my life.
I thought about this question a lot, but what I want to say is that this story is not just about Patrick.
It's about us, it's about the inequality between us.
The world of plenty that Patrick and his parents and his grandparents have been shut out of.
In this story, I represent that world of plenty.
And in telling this story, I didn't want to hide myself.
Hide the power that I do have.
In telling this story, I wanted to expose that power and then to ask, how do we diminish the distance between us?