My childhood was equal parts extreme privilege and extreme poverty. Until I was 6 years old, I lived with my paternal grandmother. She had worked as a paralegal, until her husband passed away and she inherited a multi-million dollar savings. When I was almost 7, my mom regained custody of my older sister and I- so we went to live with her. I’ll never forget the day my grandma took us to our moms apartment and sat us down...