Trauma ran away with my childhood: Losing my father to violence forced me to grow up fast
SalonI used to love it when my dad would take me for rides on his motorcycle. I was playing Father Wolf in the production of "Jungle Book the Musical" at the Arena Players theatre camp in West Baltimore — one of the leads — and at my first show that week I had seen a sea of family members in the crowd, thanks to my dad. I can't say that I wanted to take my own life, or even attempted to, but once my dad passed away I started to contemplate if I wanted to occupy space in this world anymore. At one point my friends and I were in my room partying and suddenly my chest tightened and I felt like I couldn't breathe. I remember us kickin' it the day he got out and he told me that he couldn't stand how his father had tried to ridicule him for the things that he'd done when his father had spent a big chunk of his life in prison for doing criminal acts as well.
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