In 2001 my parents went through a bad time with one another. The arguments got bad and my mom finally threw my father out of the home that year. During that time I lost the ability to play basketball due to terrible grades. For me Basketball was my form of expression and my therapy. When it was taken away, I hit a real bad point. Obviously perspective is huge in life, as a 15 yr old it felt that everything was caving in and felt the only way out was not being here. I’m thankful the rifle never went off and believe that there was higher calling for me. Since then I’ve dedicated myself to sharing my raw truth with the hopes of empowering others to do the same.
These stories have become so tainted and looked at as non-shareable content, but honestly.. It’s time to quit that. Our truths aka our story, shouldn’t be frowned upon. We all come from different paths with similar rest stops and that’s where connection really flourishes.