Hello, from the other side, I’m speaking from a greater side. I grew up in a small town in logansport, Indiana where I was always led to believe I could never be anything more than what I was. Spending my life feeling as if I would never be anything more than a boyfriend, a son, a brother or a friend. I was always someone's else’s supporting role. I set out to find a place to be more then what was believed i deserved, a place to fine my own leading role. I found New York City, I will never forget that day getting off the plane looking around seeing nothing but bright lights, hopes and dreams. (Oh let’s not forget lots of yellow cabs lol ) For the past four years I have been in search of my own identity, along the way I was fortunate enough to meet amazing new friends, become apart of new family’s. My biggest lesson learned in New York City is, it’s not where you’re going or where you’re from its the impression you leave behind on others that matter the most. I am no superstar, but this is my journey, my struggles, my failures. I hope this gives the next Midwest young man growing up in the middle of nowhere hope that there is more to life then the place your born. I will leave you with this, love yourself enough to know you deserve better than someone's lack of the ability to love you the way you deserve.