When I (LaDavid) was young, I never felt at home. I was brought up in Dallas by my mom and stepfather, who was my only father figure since I was a toddler.
The way that my stepfather showed love—he always provided, but he didn’t talk much. … He was a wise man, but we didn’t talk much. My mother was young, and we had our issues, too. I struggled with feeling abandoned and misunderstood, so I tried figuring out life on my own.
That didn’t go so well.
