Like everyone else in the world, I always thought I was Gold. Or I should say, I hoped I was Gold. I worried a lot that I had tricked myself into thinking I was Gold, but secretly wasn’t. I feared that the world was going to notice this someday and say, WAIT A MINUTE. HE’S NOT GOLD AT ALL! But you see me, don’t you? You see my Gold! It didn’t matter that she had mispronounced my last name the way everyone does (“HAH-duh-guh-man”). She still said “Gold” perfectly, and suddenly, unexpectedly, it was the best thing to ever happen to me.
