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Hidden words from the world
I don't know what to title this post. I feel like I'm going through a little depression while I'm trying to parent my brother. When I look at him I remember those days when I had no worries... or at least I thought I didn't. Although adult worries didn't exist, I had other worries. I was a foster youth, I was abandon, I was parentless, I didn't live with my parents so I had to act like I wasn't dying inside every time I was around friends at school and or cousins who had a "perfect life". Now at 23 I still feel like I battle with those things that I've tried so hard to bury. Why is it so hard for me to swallow. Life dealt me a weak hand of cards and I have to put in the extra work to try and feel normal. But I don't even know what normal is. I don't even know what love feels like. I don't even know how to love. How am I suppose to truly exult something when Ive never experienced it. I truly feel like I was the one kid no one cared about. Out of all four of my brothers no one really cared where I ended up. I was the only one bouncing from home to home, each time loosing a piece of my soul. Numbing all the emotions I had, until this very day its hard for me to shed a tear. molestation taking place within my innocent body. having me question myself, Question my worth. But who did I have to go to. No one caring about my being. My brother James had been with my dad's mom since he was 7 months that all he knew, My brotherJosh now 27 Has been with my Mom side of the family since he was born as well(indeed he did share sometime in foster care with me, but it wasn't long) so he has that family filling. My youngest brother Elijah has been with his dad most of his life in a stable life until recently when he moved in with me. However I give him all that I once yearned for. Then there is I, bouncing back and forth from both families at a young age, not understanding why, having confusion be the ruler of my life. Then going into foster care, I remember falling asleep in a cubical at the DCFS office as my social worker searched vigorously for strangers. foster parents, for me to live with. I who was bounced around and around and around, smiling hoping someone would see this little boy only wanted love and a family. I looked up and was 17 and my grandma who I was living with at the time kicked me out and I came to a whole new city. At that age I had to develop some kind of intrinsic motivation. I had to be better than what I was dealt with, not even giving all the details. Now at this very age when I see family who had everything I needed, how am i genuinely suppose to be happy for them. How can I, when inside I am envious. Can anyone see that I was hurting. simply all I wanted was a family, a loving, supportive, caring family. Those who care if I actually ate at night. Those who cared if I did my homework, Who cared if I had clean clothes to wear, who cared if I had a haircut, who cared of the things that interest me in school like sports, or activities, or any of that. Who actually came to a game of mine. Who actually wanted to see me go to college. How am I suppose to truly give this to my brother that I am parenting when I never had it. Then I found God and Jesus, and I thought life was going to get better.....but i found myself in a legalistic mind set, feeling like I was superior of all the other religious people because of the information I had. soon, I felt like I was in bondage. I had to follow this lifestyle of a christian in whom I felt wasn't me. I couldn't be myself. I actually was still finding myself. I didn't view myself as everyone else in whom I came in contact with as a christian did. I wasn't true to me. This my friends is just a little snippet of my story. All of this makes me feel today like I'm empty. I have accomplished so much, in which you will read about soon, but yet I feel so empty. Is it because I always was empty since I came in this world with no family ?
Hidden Words from the World
A Holiday Experience Part 2
A relationship that cannot be restored....but why would I result to that, why would I allow the emotions I'm feeling at this present moment control me and allow me to concluded to something I will regret for the rest of my life. Need I remind you these are just emotions as a human being, and I believe in being open with my emotions, however that doesn't I have to act on them. This weekend was indeed fun, and amazing, but also an experience where I learned about myself and I learned how I can have an affect on other people I love and cherish. It takes a lot to be able to voice this and be open about it. I was able to communicate what my triggers are as a foster youth, I was able to learn how other people may not be aware of certain things they do(which is perfectly fine we are all human) me as there friend that is my job to be able to voice that to them. I've never been good with addressing certain things that may make me feel a certain way at that time. I would simply cut the people off. However, this gave me the chance to learn how to do that, and gave me an understanding on how healthy that is to do so. Especially since I'm on an adventure with my brother learning how to properly parent him. So I stand corrected this is not a relationship that can't possibly be restored, but instead a relationship that can be a forever evolving one for the better. Happy holidays everyone!! Allow time with love ones be a moment of self analyzation and a time where resentment doesn't exist! Be inspired!
Me and the Beautiful Matilda had an amazing time with you this holiday! Such a beautiful lady inside and out! Can't wait to see your show!!!👏👏 @mail_lutz #asenseofhome #asoh @senseofhome (at Idyllwild Moutains..)
A Holiday Experience
Thanksgiving, a holiday where we can voice and express our gratitude for the year we've had, the people in our life, and experiences that we've encountered that helped us for the better. As you know my brother and I are now living together after 10 years of separation. This is our first holiday together!!!! Thankfully some friends of ours invited us to experience the holiday of Thanks in the beautiful nature of Idyllwild. The pure beauty on this earth can be illustrated in Idyllwild hands down. Coming up here I felt completely honored and was bursting with excitement. Some friends of mine were also allowed up here too. What an amazing holiday/ vacation this is going to be! The day comes for us to begin the two hour journey from LA to Idyllwild. The friend who was transporting us was late, without communicating to me what was going on. Upon her two hour tardiness we finally hit the road in which I am driving. Now I admit I have a big problem with punctuality especially when there's a lack of communication to the parties who are waiting, so that instantly put me in a type of mood. However, I was able to brush it off. I didn't want that to have control over my amazing fun filled weekend. We arrive have an amazing time, music, food, games, love, dancing, I mean countless good times with people I love! Then the last day comes and what happened can possibly be the result of a relationship that cannot be restored......
I am my Brother's Father
Just had a conversation about consistency with my little brother at this very moment. The discussion was very good and highly needed I would say so myself. Brief synapsis: For one he feels like the two days that he's been consist with house chores and homework takes precedence over the weeks and months that he has been inconsistent. Wrong! Now during our discussion he gave his reasoning, which I listened, and I think it's very good for him to see that I'm listening because this gives him a sense of empowerment that I'm hearing what he has to say, and also allows me to hear his argument. Which sometimes holds no validity, but hey that's what I'm here for. However, just because I'm taking the time to hear his argument doesn't mean I'm agreeing with it. In fact not at all. Not one bit. But it's not healthy in this journey as I'm raising him, for him to feel belittled or unheard. The two days that he's been consistent with chores and house cleaning didn't go unnoticed. I actually allowed him to have his phone at home despite his grades, I also allowed him to pick out a pair of shoes he wants. During our discussion I had to reiterate that so he can understand that it was noticed, rather than feel like it's not. But, I then explained to him what consistency is, in which you have to be able to be on top of your homework and house chores for a period of time not just two days, because your track record shows how you are consistent for 3-4days and then you slump back down. What good would I be doing if I continued to allow that pattern to flourish. How would he flourish. I think the great learning experiences out of this conversation was that I was able to give him an understanding of what it means to be consistent and how if your earning something you have to keep going and know your being noticed. This also showed him that I'm patient enough to allow him to learn and develop that skill. Remember he came from a place where none of these things mattered. Hygiene, chores, consistency, morals, values, mannerisms, dedication. Another great thing from this discussion is that while I was talking to him, I also was talking to myself. I need to continue to be consistent in raising him right, showing him the beautiful opportunities in life, allowing him to know he can do anything and be anything he wants and desires. Simply letting him know that I'm consistently going to be here for you little bro. I am my brother's father.

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I am my Brother's Father
Today has been quite the day and it's just noon. Having to attending meeting for my 15 year old son who is actually my brother. I'm glad that everyone that's involved with us actually adores us and loves that I'm knowledgable about all the information regarding foster youth. I mean I needed to stay abreast on every service out there. I once too was a foster youth who was going through the hell on earth "foster care" system I needed to make sure I knew about every service out there. However, this meeting was very frustrating because they basically told me everything I didn't want to hear. I've been supporting my younger brother just on my budget alone, which is Starbucks budget. I mean we can't keep eating pastries and drinking tea forever. When is funding going to start. Just so I can be clear, I love my brother and I took him in so I can break the cycle, the cycle of foster care within my immediate family. However I'm 23, still learning the ropes of life and I'm still not financially stable to take care of myself let alone a 15 year old. The thing that makes me frustrated is if I was a foster parent DCFS would have compensated me within two weeks. However, because I'm a relative they must assume that I have an endless pot of cash sitting somewhere! This is why relatives drift away when they are asked to take I'm there kin. Not because they don't want to, but simply because they can not. Ughhhh! Welp until next time. This is talented young parent who would rather be recording music and performing, but instead I am my brothers father!
Note to self
Upon me reminiscing on everything that has happened, with A sense of home, how a simple email I sent was the spark of a massive movement that's changing people's lives. Also recently partaking in some personal family duties that I just knew I had to do, and just doing the normal inspiring endeavors I try to do all the time, I now see it doesn't go unnoticed. Thanks
I am my Brother's father
Although this journey manifested a few mouths ago, the challenging experiences are a repetitive shock that also surprises me. As a 23 year old in the United States of America or to be more specific--California, with the endless opportunities, many can argue that I should be partying in college because that's what people do anyways, rather than study. I should be traveling the world on the expense of an old cougar. I should be bar hopping, and having people over every night. Instead I'm parenting my 15 year old brother. It's funny how as I list the things I should be doing, I immediately start to say the most outlandish things, rather than write a book. Let's face it I'm 23 not 60! Now I can do those things and parent him, but then what good would that do. What message would I be sending him as a parent figure. From all the shows I see on MTV/VH1 that illustrate bad parenting why would I be another statistic in that field. As someone who has first hand experience of a bad parent, As I'm a product of the California Fostercare system, I would be stupid to repeat the cycle. How would he know there's this massive world of endless possibilities for him if I continue to parent him within the statistical stature of bad parenting that is seen on TV within minorities. I refuse. I've always been someone who has displayed great leadership skills and role model behavior, so why should this be any different. How about because I basically signed paperwork saying legally I'm his father. So at 23 I have a 15 year old son! Yikes! Guess what today was. Today was parent teachers conference and if being told that my "son" is cussing in class and talking back he is also failing all of classes. Now I can do what most African American parents would do and grab a switch off the tree and whoop his tail! However I remember those horrible moments, so instead I....I actually don't know what to do. What do I do??? I knew these moments would come up I guess I just hoped they wouldn't and I really didn't have a remedy for it. I'm 23 for crying out loud. He's grounded and no phone until he improves and I'm getting Daily emails and text messages about his grades, homework, attendance, and class assignments. How is that for affective parenting. Welp until next time. This is talented young parent who would rather be recording music and performing, but instead I am my brothers father!
The first song I ever recorded!!!
I come from a life of Struggle, and a heart of hope

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