Officially in my 30’s now… I’ve been able to do a lot in my short adult life, thus far.
Sometimes reading an article or story on myself reminds me of many things. I definitely spend most of my daily inner monologue attempting to motivate myself to accomplish the small mundane tasks of adulthood. Getting those tasks KOed or out of the way allows me to reach out and touch the hellaciously intimidating goals I habitually set for myself.
On that note, as I’m totally sharing my feeling here… growing up in the projects of SoCal for sure had an impact on me. At a super young age I was asking myself what life was about, why I was here and for what purpose, seeing as it was a constant struggle maybe I felt like there had to be a reasons for it all.
I wanted to grow up fast in the idea of creating my own circumstances or taking my life into my own hands, which even as an adult is a heavy truth to speak thinking back on my adolescent mind. I had one person who I felt believed in me, one person that encouraged me to prove to myself, that I was more than the environment in which I was raised.
I’m not sure how much I spoke as a child. I wasn't by any means excelling in public education and found myself emotionally charged from things I witnessed that I had no control of. Finding martial arts at about 15 years old pretty much saved my life. I finally had a way to channel my emotions and felt as though I had some kind of control over my own circumstances even if it was all I had, fighting became everything.
Life doesn't come easy, I don't believe anyone no matter how well you have it, is an expert at life. Life is hard and I think the acceptance of that has helped me as I strive to embrace challenges and keep working for every sweet blissful moment that living brings around.
With love & Kindness
-KBD