The most common question I get asked, is "mikey, how are you so happy all the time!?" to which I usually laugh and say, "because I chose to be" "want to be" and "I go after everything I believe in and never give up" "and I love myself" (most important), i feel i deserve a happy good life because i love myself.. So then I ask now why the hell are you UNhappy all the time? The answer. Choice. Every single time. And that is my biggest question for everyone.. "why aren't you happy, you are alive you know..." c'est la vie!!!! Free will can be a bitch or a savior!!!! Life is funny :P happiness depends on one person.... Yourself.
My Journey
(and no i didnt get that from due date lol)
I left home and drove from nj to california in search of an independent life and safe access to my medicine* so i can live. It's been an interesting journey, lots of ups, lots of downs, and even though I am now weaker than ever...nothing will ever stop me from living my dream, regardless of how long I get to live.
Life is too precious and short to waste time. And I'm Ready.
The three videos below are before and after i left nj, an interview with the Washington Post during my road trip, some audition, and one other one hahaha idk i didnt set up the web site, im kinda lost there :P below that are blog entries! thank you!
Help to save Mikey's life
New life
Moving to a new place, solo, roommate but still no mom. Less money (parent help) complicated, less help, more fulfillment. I wanna live handicap and alone. Room mate is for fun :) this is a new step for me, I'm jumping off :D
This is mikeywheels. The tough rough and bloody road to growth. Here I come. I only hope I can keep it alive as my body dies. I can do this. Fuck yes I can.
Love you
Thank you for giving a shit.
U rule
Love
Mikey
Thank you
Joe, and everyone who donated literally ensures my survival here. It keeps the dream alive :) thank you!!!
Moving!!!
Less than one month!! Finally a handicap place!! Now i can conquer the world :) in a good way :P
Donations
I would just like to say that everyone who has helped my by donating to my life has seriously put food in my mouth, and medicine in my body, and hope in the world. I cant thank you enough. I love you all so much
How the hell did I get here
I came here 3 years ago for weather and weed and a new life. Away from my family, to start maybe my own. I live hard, with help, but still manageable and hard, and I make it. All by myself, free from micro managing parents and people's idiotic opinions regarding my life.... Sorry but unless you are me, be quiet. My thoughts, dreams, and ideals are most definitely not the same as yours. How could they be? We are all individuals. Free spirits, but oh wait, mike... U need help, ur disabled, you NEED US................ Now Wait wait wait..... I DID THIS. On my own 3 years ago. And as much as I don't like where I am now, I need a revolution like 3 years ago, I have no money, little help, and need to survive. I need to make this happen now. I cannot let my parents irrational thinking disrupt my life so much. Gotta turn mikeywheels back on. Get em spinning. Burning rubber.


