My story begins when I left the USA about 10 years ago 19years old went back to my native country of Venezuela... The reasons where simple my mother kicked me out because of her boyfriend at the time and I was practically homeless.. So Venezuela was a total 360 degrees of what I though life was like... I had no idea I was stepping into the worst ten years of my life besides the constant mugging and insecuritys of that country I had to survive horrible things the biggest of them all was stabbing I received in my lower abdomen from a psychopath who decided it would be fun to stab me... That's just the tip of the iceberg I fell into respetoroty arrest and died for a good 5mins cpr was administered and we'll here I am... Venezuela took everything I was and molded me into some one else some who values everything in life and tries not to take things for granted.. I seen a couple of friends die... Some shot to death others killed by stupid mistakes.. I learned was real hunger was from counting every hit of food I Had and then not eating for at least 4 days... Just chugging water to have a sensation of a full stomach.. Until I found my passion in the restaurant business and became a Manger of two successful bars.. And after 6 years of not knowin my purpose I found the love of my life my high school sweet heart... She's done for me more than any one ever could and for that i owe her my soul.. Life changes, life throws things at you, thank God I am alive to try to rebuild my life with my future wife... Thank you Venezuela for beating me into who I am today
