Humiliation is not my kink. Humiliation and I were introduced in elementary school, on the playground. But we became enemies in middle school when Oppression descended upon me through my peers. I did not consent. Lately, as life prepares me for impending fame, I’ve been asked by the Aliveness of Life to heal this relationship. I chose to work in an industry where everyone is already upset; at their wit's end, raw, and bleeding. I know that one wrong word will get my name drug through the streets. One mistake and I am canceled. Harshly.