At a young age I was commited, wanted bigger things for myself, while others were still searching for themselves and didnt get it, family goals and a successful career, maybe some traveling across the world, more than a couple times a year, i didnt know what to expect but i was ready, my plan was in the process, small moves turned to big moves, life started to get real, i never saw myself as lost or unprepared, but then i made a major decision, and it put me in a delicate position, the person i loved really didnt know, and she didnt even tell me her emotional, but when i told her about the distance, she couldnt hide her feelings and the tears started to flow, after wasting time chasing a dream i knew i couldn’t achieve in the city i lived, thats the moment where my decisions were already predetermined, others were incontrol but i was blind to it, i was mentally strong, so my motivation had me ready to grind through it, im in a new city where everything is foreign, and im all alone green to the world, a young teenager whos older influences wanted him to be successful