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Yeah i'm confident.
My friends would ask me "Jason How do you take the verbal punishment that you do from folks?" My reply "They are the ones with the problem not me, I have more important things to think about." I spent my entire life being under the gun from my parents and society in general. From the verbal abuse of my dear old departed father, to the ceaseless attacks from my years in the U.S. education system and the streets of my hood, then to the loving care of drill sergeants in the Army. I have seen and endured many battles. I know the definition of pariah and always know that wherever I go a kind of stigma follows. I suppose my confidence comes from the fact that I impact people with my mere presence which puts me in a position of power. Jam it back in, in the dark. |
With my family there was near constant fighting and physical violence. Sometimes I can almost hear my dad in the replies I get here. I soldier on in the knowledge that for what ever reason most people of the world consider me a threat. Even when I am minding my own business. I live an existence where everywhere I turn folks have their trenches dug and prepared for my arrival. Some welcome me in to take my post among their ranks, like my best friend who physically fought to stay out of the gang scene in L.A. other people just open fire. I'm at home in the conflagration, my comfort is probably the source of my confidence. There's nowhere I can't reach. |