I am not a rap superstar. I am a white woman who has never made six figures. But I also heavily relate to Kanye West. His distrust of group-think. His twin desires to be popular and to alienate everyone. His tendency to become heated about an idea, be dismissed as crazy, and then promptly become crazier. His desperate desire to shatter the narratives our nation holds sacred. His wild vacillation between egomania and self-loathing. His perpetual struggle regarding whether and to what degree he should medicate, and whom he can trust in that arena. His being punished for existing inside the very box we’ve shoved him into.