My upbringing was not the best experience which is why I am always on the quest to better myself and elevate. Growing up in the south side of Atlanta and trying to find my passion at the age of 6 wasn't easy. From basketball, football, soccer, volleyball, tennis, baseball, and even karate I felt there was no true place for me within the common male standard of a hobby. It wasn't until the end of my karate career I knew I was different. Karate taught me how to do a split and from there it seemed like that was the only thing I enjoyed doing. Post karate my parents enrolled me into cheer where I was placed as a base, who only lifted and flipped. It didn't take long for me to realize that cheer was not for me, but I felt a sense of assurance knowing that something cheer related was for me. After realizing I wanted to be more graceful I discovered dance.

 

Dance felt like home and I invested in it. Post enrollment into my first art academy, I discovered not only dance but the artistic realm. I realized that I loved dancing, singing, acting, choreographing, and modeling. I soon after became a part of an acting studio, dance studio, and well-known local chorus. It was then that I realized how much of a financial strain my career was on me and my family. Additionally, it seemed as though the more I realized being an artist was my calling, the more being ostracized increased. Over time my family became affected too. My parents lost friends, my brother was bullied, and I found little to no people I could trust. On the bright side, I've used this as motivation to go harder and become the best version of myself. I don't want their sacrifices to go to waste.