Over the years, I’ve joked with the gang at The Erwin Record about an autobiography that I want to pen in the coming years.
Nearly 24 years on God’s green earth and I think I have enough material for a storyline that lasts longer than the Game of Thrones world.
But no need to delve into the details on the “meat and taters” – I just thought this would be the perfect opportunity to finally get back with In Overtime blog.
I can honestly say that I finally feel a sense of things being normal.
Dun Dun Dun. I went and jinxed myself.
But after the past year of twists and turns. I can thankfully say July has started off on a nice note.
I’ll open up a little of pandora’s box. This isn’t a slam on anyone, but this story is getting to a point, I promise.
Since February of last year. It’s been interesting to say the least. Certain intangibles from family members and situations I was placed in… I was homeless. That was a scenario I can honestly say I never thought I’d encounter, but hey – it happened.
My mother is currently in an assisted living facility and my father is currently in jail. (It isn’t a secret and no disrespect. Couldn’t ask for a great guy when he’s the Dad I know and love). I kept trying to find help with my situation with different individuals and the “help” kept digging myself into a financial and personal holes and a slew of awkward situations that put my life on hold while others were living on.
During this time I kept tabs on my duties with The Erwin Record. I will honestly say what kept me sane during that endeavor was the fact that my mind was 101% in my work and putting my faith in God to give me knowledge of doing the right thing.
The emphasis of doing the actions to better myself was easy to think than actually do. I wanted to do what’s best for me, but I’d keep doing things that ultimately led to having some pretty huge boots up and down my back.
Steady work. The work of actually focusing on bettering my situation to no longer put my life on hold came from a great host of friends and a handful of family members. I wrote earlier pieces on depression, and I would be writing this as a bold face lie if I didn’t say I was going through it. I kept up the front of random jokes, going head first into my work, but the thoughts still lingered whenever you tried to sleep at night.
But recently, things finally. The focus and drive of actually having people telling me “just worry about what you need to do” finally worked. (Just a few years late, but at least it happened). Without those individuals (you all know who you are), good possibility I may not even be here.
It goes back to the title. I shouldn’t be here today where I am, but by golly I am. I shouldn’t be writing for one of the most-decorated news publications in northeast Tennessee. I’m just a random, ‘ol Hampton native that SOMEHOW was able to turn a negative into a positive. I’m not suppose to have awards in my profession. I’m not suppose to have a future. I’m not good enough. I need to give up.
Personal battles with myself and from others, the common theme rang the same was simple. I’m not suppose to be where I am at today.
I can take pride and say that I don’t plan on going anywhere, anytime soon. It’s because of the friends, family and the folks who take time out to actually read the jargon I toss up. People cease to amaze me. The Erwin Record Sports Facebook page, my Twitter handle, my Instagram… this was all organically created. No green light from a higher-up, not being told to do it, I just did it on my own and seeing thousands on “followers”, thousands of reads, thousands of hits, thousands of views. It is a very humbling experience to see that type of support from everyone. So whether I talk to you on a day to day basis or you happen to pick up a paper or check out something online. From the bottom of my heart, I want to thank you everyone of you have helped an awkward 23-year-old wrestling and comic book nerd live a dream and over overcome a rough patch in my life that has a bright horizon ahead.
Don’t let any negativity deter your future. Continue to fight your battles. We have every right to live our dreams. No matter how rough gets – we are all suppose to be here.