Trigger warning: some of the content in this post talks about drug use and topics that may not be suitable for minors, view at your own discretion. Content not meant for viewers under the age of 18.

No matter your background, your story is worth telling. Whether you feel like it or not, your story is worth telling. How you choose to tell your story is and where you choose to tell it, is up to you, but your story is worth telling.

Everyone who is alive has a great story to tell, but very few share their story in a way that could be really meaningful to a lot of people. There are many places to tell your story, and maybe no one will ever read it or find it and that’s ok, at least you told your story and put it out there for anyone to have the opportunity to learn something they may not have known about.

Your story may be incredibly painful, or it may be incredibly beautiful either way it is worth telling and you never know how impactful it could be to someone going through a similar situation. My story is not always easy to share because looking back I realize how crazy my life was and how unaware I was to some degree, but I also know that by sharing my story it is incredibly freeing to me and I know and hope that I may help someone in their journey through life.

It truly doesn’t matter what your story is, it’s worth telling. Using my life as an example, I have been through some really high highs (both literally and figuratively) and I have been through some really low lows. What I learned through it all is that I am a fighter and that I am incredibly tenacious and resilient. I’m talking losing it all, being homeless on the street smoking meth and just about any other drug I could get ahold of. I really don’t even know what my lowest low was for sure, but let’s just say that I never thought that I would be homeless and, on the streets, addicted to meth.

I have shared in at least one previous post that I didn’t grow up wealthy by any stretch of the imagination, but I would say I definitely grew up privileged. I was raised by my single mother and we were poor, like I’m talking free lunch at school, occasionally food stamps, and living in a single wide trailer off and on throughout my youth. On the other spectrum, my grandfather was quite wealthy and owned his own business which was basically him travelling across the United States as a Nuclear Power Plant Inspector, he was what we refer to in current times as a highly paid consultant.

What I learned and what I saw from that was how the truly wealthy live and it was amazing. Getting to go to my grandfather’s house when I was young was like a vacation or like a retreat. We spent all holidays and different things like that at his house and during the summer’s I got to spend a lot of time in his pool (I was like a fish.) Looking back, it was like getting that inside look at what was possible when you have sufficient means to do just about anything you want. The crazy thing though, is that for being wealthy and having very nice things I understand now that my grandpa was actually fairly frugal for the means that he had.

He drove the same Cadillac for many years and never traded up, my grandma did the same thing although she only drove an Oldsmobile. She was definitely materialistic, but they didn’t have a ton of stuff they just had really nice stuff. I remember getting cards for just about every holiday and especially on birthdays and they always had money in them (this was back when you could actually send cash or checks through the mail and expect them to get to the person you sent it to.) Obviously now we have different ways to send money such as CashApp, but that wasn’t available in the 80’s and 90’s when I was a youngster coming up.

A lot of the business acumen that I have developed throughout the course of my life came from all of the time that I spent sitting and or laying in the floor of my grandpa’s home office where I would play with the toys that they kept at their house for me to keep me entertained. It was because of that time that I spent in there that caused me to want to emulate what I had seen and been subconsciously exposed to. Due to this, much like Robert Kiyosaki, I got a similar Rich Dad Poor Dad experience, except mine was Rich or Wealthy Grandparents, Poor yet amazing work ethic Mother.

Despite having exposure to both sides of the track and honestly having a pretty good upbringing, I still made many mistakes and still went down many of the worst paths I could have possibly gone down. While I have no regrets, if I had the opportunity to go back and tell my 10-year-old self what our future held if we continued on the track I ended up on, I would probably risk causing my path to veer, just because I would not want anyone to have to go through the things I have gone through if they could avoid it. With that being said, I still wouldn’t change a thing.

My biggest hope is that if you have read this post all the way to this point, you will share your story also, because your story is worth telling. I would also like to take a moment to let you know that if someone tells you that they just use meth socially, it is not possible. Meth is an extremely dangerous drug and it is highly addictive, I assure you that all it takes is one hit, one use of this substance could send you spiraling out of control. The truth about meth and drugs in general is that, You don’t use drugs, drugs use you and abuse you and usually by the time they are done, you are A. dead, B. in jail or prison, C. homeless the list is pretty short. Meth doesn’t lead to anything good though I can promise you that and you will most likely lose family and friends due to your addiction.

I didn’t get the sores and I didn’t lose my teeth or anything, but if I had stayed on that path, it would have been an inevitable outcome, I saw it all too often when I was living on the street. There are a lot worse things that I could share about the pitfalls and dangers of substance abuse, but I shall save those for another day, so that you can get started on telling your story.

It is my great hope that this seed that I am planting will bear some fruit in someone’s and hopefully have a positive impact. Life can be extremely tough and it can knock you down and stand on your throat while you are down, but from my experience I can say that if you have that fight in you, then I know that you can get back up and you can stand tall and walk proudly saying if you think I look bad you should see the other guy or gal or non-gendered being (metaphorically of course.) If you have been through something tough then I would like to challenge you today to share your story and share your truth, whether people believe you or not is irrelevant and arbitrary at best. Your truth is your truth, and your story is your story, and it is worth telling.

As always, get out there and plant some seeds because I assure you that the fruit of your labors will not be in vain.

Founder Magbunga.com