To develop a sense of self; even though messed up and my trajectory is on a different road. Now looking back should have gotten out of there, but where would I have run. It was pure darkness. I should have made a call, to my dad back then, but not thinking. I played into the cousin’s dark desires. He lead me down a path. I would have never dreamt possible back when I was 12, but here I am many years later looking back what was the happening that broke the donkey’s back. The happening of failed dreams not knowing too much of what else could happen, but back then I didn’t think it was possible to live with a bullet in the head. I thought once I got shot in the head. I would die, but here I am today. Still, I don’t know where I am going because it is hard to live in this broken body. I have fear that no one will accept me because of this disability. I walk around people look at me weird because of the way i limp and walk, but I go for walks anyway because of the way it makes me feel and I am not going to stop going for walks because of their weird looks. I need to get out and smell the roses sometimes . With the help of God and Jesus and the Holy spirit, I will find the strength to do something that has meaning and something that i am good at, such as living with a traumatic brain injury, shot in the head. There are a lot of shootings in the US maybe tap into those kinds of things because living with an injury is what I am good at. Thank you for reading. Have a good night.

YOU are a survivor bro!!!! Unreal,
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Thank you 👍.
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