The Journey Continues.....

This entire part of my life is driven by one moment, followed by another, which led to a series of questions about my life and how i live it and what I feel is a fulfilled life or a wasted one. I had no clue what I was doing when I first made the website, or the facebook group or the video that was originally going to be used as a potential way to get funding with a news network (which never happened). I took it day by day. I bought a camera. I got a mac (thanks to my mom and dad) and I followed through with something that had no certain outcome and what ended up happening was one of the most beautiful things that i didn't think would happen, especially with me being scared, alone and trying to figure out how I wanted to live, and how I wanted to die. When you have to think about how you have to die, it's not always a bad thing...it just so happens to give you an incredible perspective on what's important. I still know nothing about blogging, vlogging and editing or videographer-ing or whatever. I still don't have the ability to respond to every person who has reached out to me since I began this journey, mostly because I don't have the use of my fingers like i wish to. As you are reading this my good friend Adam is typing for me so I can attempt to get across what's on my mind and how sorry I feel about not being able to respond to the people that matter the most to me...which is everyone.

I have never been happier than when I began to follow my heart and set out on this journey. These last two weeks I've spent trying to figure out how my dream of living independently and disabled for more than just a month or two. Social Security is set up so poorly that it traps anyone who needs it for life. It has personally frustrated me since 18 when I needed to be on it (while I was working and making more) just so i could be eligible for DVR who paid $48,000 out of the $101,000 that it cost to produce "the beast" (my van) That van is the vessel for living an independent life.

Most buildings or apartments, including police stations...are NOT fully handicap accessible. There are no handicap parking spaces anywhere on the street making it impossible to park my van. I have received about 10 parking tickets and I've only been here a couple of weeks. I take things one day at a time. If you worry about more than one day, you're worrying about a potential nothing because the only thing that is real is today...right here...right now....wherever that is.

I have been updating the website and will continue to blog and vlog about part two of the journey and how I plan to make it happen, what I plan to do with it , and how I plan to rocks its' world. We are all as powerful as we want to be and can accomplish whatever it is we want, depending on how bad we want it. I say want it.....and want it Soo bad.

Thank you to everyone for supporting me, following me, putting up with me, caring about me or hating on me. (you do nothing but fuel my fire baby) Thank you for being a part of my journey and thank you for letting me feel the most love I've ever felt in 24 years.

Love,
Mike