“My childhood was a little different than most. When I was just two years old, my dad decided that drugs were a better path for him than my mom and me, so he left the house, and ended up dying six years later. My mom's alcoholism soon set in shortly thereafter.”
Read More“No matter how tough things got at home, that basketball court was always just one block away. It was always open for business. Sometimes you would wait for hours to get out there just to end up playing by yourself, but it was always open.”
Read More“When I was at practice, I was safe and with individuals that cared about me. I spent every moment I could in the gym, on the field, or running to become stronger and better each day.”
Read More“You know the feeling when you can barely breathe, sweat is covering every inch of your body, and you just want to give up? Well, for a very long time that was me.“
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