I don’t think about being shot in the head with a gun. It is too easy to get depressed, so I drink coffee to remain happy and remain at peace with myself.

Only when I sleep –

This is the only time I don’t think of this injury or disability because I complain about this injury quite a lot. Who wouldn’t. I walk around using one arm, my dominant left arm doesn’t work, so I use my right arm. I have a limp also because I grew a little bit but my left leg didn’t grow. My right leg grew, also my left leg and my left arm are paralyzed.

It is a hard life, so yes I complain, but one of the issues is that I haven’t gotten any justice. I probably have to wait until I am older and he is older. The cousin  who shot me in the head, said he would help me financially, but that never happened. Instead, he bought a house. So, as they say, what goes around, comes around so I wait for the time to come where my justice is prevalent and he gets what is coming to him.