For a long time, I believed building a dream meant pushing through every hour, answering every call, and proving to the world I was stronger than my circumstances. That’s how my story Freedom  came to life… one stubborn step at a time, written between real days filled with a hope for second chances. I thought if I worked hard enough, the story would eventually hold me the way a cowboy’s arms once did. But somewhere along the way, I forgot something important. Dreams aren’t me