For those of you who follow my blog, you know I generally write about serious subjects. That being Mental Health. I do not blog for monetary reasons only therapeutic.
Or to be of help to others.
I rarely write about myself, unless I am trying to bring levity to this platform.
I sometimes write about growing up. I write about growing in New York City, and my Italian neighborhood. I write about life on the streets of NYC, and life in a Italian neighborhood, with all types of characters.
You know what I’m tawin about. Yeah, you moron, I’m tawkin to you, you see what I’m sayin.
I write about meeting bookies to settle up, in a deserted field as they pulled up in a limo, draped in a trench coat and a top hat, with a scowl on there face. Or being held over a overpass of a highway dangling by my fingertips 50 feet in the air to scare the s…t out of me.
For some reason people are drawn to hear about that lifestyle. I was drawn to it, as I have mentioned before I always wanted to be a wiseguy. But I couldn’t even if wanted to.
There was a lure to that lifestyle, there was something cool about it.
That said I went on to have a successful career in commercial finance, and a secondary career as a Network engineer.
However, since that is not what blog is about, I don’t offer advise on how to invest money, or how to understand a financial statement. I am certainly qualified and I have no problem wanting to help people.
I don’t offer advise on how to configure Windows 10, or how to setup a Unix Server to protect sensitive data. If someone wanted advise I would give it to them. I am qualified.
That however is not what my blog is about. That is not what I am about.
While I do not suffer from any significant mental disorder. I do have Generalized Anxiety disorder and ADHD.
I have experienced some great times. I played collegiate basketball and have met and played with former and current NBA players. Some are household names, some in the NBA hall of fame.
I have also been through some traumatic events to include a motor vehicle accident while traveling to a client being blind sided by a 18 wheeler, losing consciousness for 5 days, incurring multiple fractures, including a open compound fracture of my tibia, a compound fracture of my femur, a shattered arm and Traumatic Brain injury. Along with Kidney failure.
I’ve been held at gunpoint in a neighborhood I should not have been in, and I don’t know why they didn’t pull the trigger. Since I said in my defense, go ahead m…..f……r shoot me. You don’t know who your f…n with. The Italian in me. The tough guy, I was, the temper that is ingrained in me.
That’s just it, I’m not a tough guy. I’m am the opposite, truth be told.
I’ve lost a daughter
I’ve subsequently got hooked on prescription medication and quite frankly could find no reason to want to go on.
So I write because at age 61, and for the most part retired I feel I have enough life experiences, I might just write something that will help someone.
For me, that is payment enough. For me that is worth all the money in the world and would validate why I blog
While as mentioned in my disclosure statement any money I am make from sponsors or affiliate links is minimal and goes to support this site
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