If I Wrote My Eulogy, It Might Look Something Like This

For the 1st 30 years of my life, the closest I ever got to suicidal thinking was joking about how I was much more likely to be homicidal than suicidal. That changed after white supremacist workplace harassment hijacked my social work career in 2016, when served with a disciplinary letter that said I was "hired to practice social work, not social justice," as if they could ever be separated.