You ask where does all this frustration comes from? I’ve watched my Best Man get choked to death by cops in his house in front of his wife and 6 years old daughter. I’ve been detained and arrested on my to class by my college campus for “mistaken identity”, I’ve been referred to at a tournament “who is that black guy and what is he doing here?”, I’ve been disrespected in more ways than I can count at various venues and places and even at how I do my work. When I went back to that hotel room and cry at night there were 2 people that gave me ears no matter how late it was and reminded me of who I was and stood by me even when it was not the most popular thing to do @stu_duguid and Max. I thank you all being there. We all need someone to stand by us and hold our hand in unity. I can go on and on but I’m quite sure we all get the picture. Never forget that the PAIN and HURT is constant. Our experiences shapes and drives us..We all have countless stories but we’re not telling it for sympathy.