I had a pretty rough childhood and I moved out at age 15 and lived on my own ever since. When I was 23 years old was when I broke my neck so I barely even got to live as an adult and experience things that most adults can. It wasn’t a very good environment and I knew I needed to get out of there now before I spiraled out of control. I was starting to experiment with drugs and I knew that life was not for me so I moved as far away from all of it as I could and never looked back. We were pretty poor and I always had to wear hand-me-down clothes for my brother. I got made fun of a lot of in school or bullied if you will I just needed an escape and thank God I did because who knows where I’d be if I wasn’t able to get away from that life. I’ve come a very long way and there’s no money in the world that would entice me to use any type of drug again. I’ve never had any felony charges or anything like that thank God. I was able to recognize my problems and correct them
