Born: Boston MA
early childhood: Fucked up, only child, mom in life changing car accident, middle class
school years: Struggled in school, didn't give a fuck, living alone with mentally ill mom, didn't fit in with locals, was accepted by the hood kids, created too much trouble with the homies. Had a period of living in poverty in the early 2000s. Made some suburban friends in a wealthy town over who were throwing wild parties, opend my eyes to new social experiences. Hood friends pretty much sent away and split up for various reasons. I stopped going to school, got sent away. Learned some thangs and graduated. Had a stupid first love... lesson learned don't take girls seriously until they are grown women, just fuck them. Summer jobs construction.
college: NYC and Long Island. Started good. Father got extremely sick. Not good. Had my last fight in years after freshman year. Got with a grown ass woman. Stopped in the middle of a semester cuz of my fathers illness. Transferred. Got my shit together after a life of repressed negative energy. Old friend who got into gang bangin got shot, shook me up, felt guilt for not kickin it with my trouble makers like on some i shudda been there and stayed tight shit. Started reading inspiring books, read about Buddhism. Very enlightening, helped me further my journey into positivity. Started my own business. Achieving shit and keeping it real feels good, finally seeing the glass half full, as a kid I never thought id make it to the university, I have the kind of truck I always wanted, the kind of sex I always wanted with the kind of woman I want, family making it on their own too, but still struggling and trying to maintain cuz life is a struggle. Graduating soon. Stuck between a path of finding passion and a path of getting good $$$ at a job I probably don't want.