My freshman year of college, after never having earned less than a B my entire life, I nearly flunked out, earning 3 Fs, a B and C. I was depressed and stopped going to class. I was Black and working class at an elite white school. I missed home. I missed family. I was going through something that had nothing to do with my academic abilities, work ethic or ambition. Human beings struggle. This rugged individualism culture, this scarcity mentality, this willingness to write off struggling people as unworthy is toxic and hurts all of us. If an empathetic educator, Dean Flint-Hamilton, hadn’t given me a shot to redeem myself, my life would have been very different. She took a chance on me because she saw me as a whole human being. I was determined not to betray her trust in me. We can do better, y’all, with our young people — with all people. We truly can.