I remember back then when i couldn't tell the truth but now i can say i am a true man. it was sad when i told my friends i had a 9 to 5 job, but in reality my job was going to the grocery market packing bags. I finally told my friends what i was doing to help my mother to help around, i told them i pack bags, and from that day to my friends i bacame the man. when my father wasn't around i used to not obey my mother because i refused to listen to her due to my father not being around. my pops left home when i was 9 or 10years old, i cried, lie, and sold my own soul. My brother and sister was trying to be a role model by trying to protect me, but i was in the fast to death lane trying to sell that crack,also cutting school to chill with my dudes acting rude. my parents found out and i was grounded and stripped of my activities i normally do. through all my years,sweat,blood, and tears working from 12yrs and up i still became a true man and never gave up. I love my son as well as my wife and i became a true man when i found my life and jesus christ. Becoming a man is knowing who you are and what you are because without those 2 things you will not get that far.
