Never giving up

Coming to you live from my bed where I have been for the majority of the past couple weeks. My back is killing me, and my stomach is killing me, and energy just does not seem to want to find me hah... BUT IM SMILING!! :D

When I moved out here four years ago, independence was the only thing on my mind. I didn't want help even though I needed it and throughout the years and excepted it and still tried to maintain what I thought was my idea of independence. I had to borrow money. I had to live in some not so great areas, I lived off of oatmeal and total cereal The first year I lived out here. Since then my body has gone downhill. Very.

I have gotten some donations from people around the world, emails from around the world, I've met famous people, rock stars, celebrities, And even became friends with some of them.

I had worked with a filmmaker for four years, only to find out that he wanted to do nothing but take everything from what we were creating. My ideas stolen and friendship ruined. Other producers promise me the world, and of course there is nothing to show for it.

All I ever wanted to do is find out what I was made out of. Enjoy people and life, and try to show people that there is a better way to live happily, and free and disabled if so.

Of course this meant I had to find the way first. And after four years it's been quite the most beautiful journey and also one of the most ugly.

I've made some very amazing friends. My friend Pablo took me down to Mexico and Acapulco a week or so ago. He is a real friend, and has connected me to his friends, Alex, Nacho, Juan, Rodrigo, ect, who are also some of the greatest people I have ever met. Became friends with Paris Hilton and she help me connect with a lot of people online which is something that is something which I cannot thank her enough for. She also donated $5000 to www.Mikeywheels.com. Love you babe! My good friend Lutz helped me over the past four years by lending me close to almost $10,000 to help me survive. I was able to pay back $3000 but times arereally tough now. Thankfully he understands. I know live with Bill from green Jell-O here. I met him through my buddy Danny from TOOL. His cousin Paul is also a great dear friend of mine. I call it the Danny family, more great friends I've made living in LA. Bill and D are like family in my eyes. Bill even saved my life, Literally. I'd be dead. But I won't go into that.

My parents do not understand my point of view of trying to come out here and my life thus far. We have had many differences and problems. Nonetheless, they have been there for me the best they can. Nobody can solve every problem. It's usually a group effort.

The worst part about my life is it costs too much for me to live, exist, survive, for my parents or for anybody.

I REFUSE to give in. I was homeless before. And if I need to, I'll do it again.

What I think Mikey Wheels means more than anything is that I'm not gonna stop wheeling. I'll never give up. Even if I have to die trying.

Everything happens for reason... so I guess I have to let things happen as they should.

I'm not down, I'm not sad. I'm thinking ;)

I'm in think mode. :P which is A LOT to think about considering I can't even feed myself :/ Tick tick tick, jeez I need help! OY!

Thank you all for joining this adventure that is my life. I know it's not the most entertaining, but to have people that read, watch or care means the world. I'm a lonely guy, it touches my heart.

I love you all
Mikey

Still Rollin' ;)