I grew up in a dysfunctional family deep rooted in trauma.

As a result of that, I endured mental, physical, emotional and sexual abuse as a child.

Later I become who these experiences shaped me to be.
The Unhealed Man.

For over a decade I projected pain I couldn't name onto myself and others. But the wounds I carried weren't just mine. They were generational.

They had been in my family long before I came along.

After coming close to prison and death more than once, I finally realised that it was on me to do the work so the wounds that once bled over those around me, could heal before the pain followed me into fatherhood.

I begun the journey of healing and did the very deep and necessary work to transform my trauma.

Today, over a decade and a half later, my greatest achievement in life as a man is that my children didn't have to carry the burden of my trauma.

Because the truth is…

the curse doesn’t break itself.

It breaks when a man decides
it ends with him.