Trying to figure out how I've become the man I am by dissecting and writing about my past.
“I do it because it’s hard. Because it’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done. And because it…
A good part of my innocence was lost when I young. Well before I was five or six and hopefully after I was three years or four years old.
The truth is I do not know when the abuse started; I only know when it stopped; When I left for the United States on my eight birthday…
I didn’t have an ideal childhood. My mother left for Saudi Arabia to work as a Nanny, I’m guessing sometime before I was two or three years old so that she can send money back to my three sisters and I.
I have had no plans in my life. The benefits of having no plans is that it leads you to many paths as long as you take them. I can proudly say I have executed my 38 years of life in the methods of Forrest Gump, when asked to do something a simple “OhKaay” was my usual response.
“Post Traumatic Stress Disorder was exasperated by the special conditions of static warfare in which soldiers endured repeated bombardments in confined spaces with little control over their fate; and lived day by day in close proximity to their comrades decomposing remains.” excerpt from Jocko…