My learning to put pen to paper is one of the main reasons my mother still has a son, my siblings still have a brother, and my children still have a father.
I am still here, perfectly imperfect, dealing with issues/ challenges my old version would have gladly avoided.
For most of my life, I struggled in silence, which put a horrible pain in my heart. In my life, some voids became the missing pieces to the puzzle I was trying to complete.
I was trying to become the version of a man that would make me proud.
For that to be possible, I had to face both my demons and the truths I tried to avoid. The help I needed most was being honest with myself.
 
Even in my youth, I thought/ fantasized about ending my life more times than I have had the pleasure of putting a smile on my face.
These strong desires persisted into my adulthood until I decided to face everything that made me feel I was not enough.
I had enough of allowing the broken pieces of others to become the pieces of the puzzle that would ultimately become the image of me I saw when I looked in the mirror.
In this book, you will discover what it took for me to become the version of the man who finally allowed me to do one thing I do not do enough: smile.