Please read this entire thing and the rest of it below in the comments. This is probably the most important post I have made
I have been thinking about this a lot lately. Fuck, I never stop thinking of it to be honest and there isn’t a day that I don’t. This is something I discuss with my friends almost daily. We all have skeletons in the closet. Most of mine are actually quite exposed because I have been in the public eye since I was a teenager. This means most of fuck ups have been recorded and known around the world. That causes a lot of stress and has given me anxiety for as long as I can remember. To be honest I rode a skateboard to get away from the bullshit of politics and education. If you skated I didn’t care who you were, we were instantly friends I am just some dude that skateboards. I didn’t take education serious, and I never planned on being in the public eye or a speaker of any sort. I was a skateboarder that was antisocial, ignorant and never thought about a future. Punk and destruction enamored me. Not about making a positive impact. I was not a political punk or one trying to teach, but the kind of kid that didn’t mind a little schadenfreude. Well, not really but I was a jackass as a teenager. I changed and turned into something I wasn’t when I first got heavily into punk music. Instead of just liking the music, I thought I had to act like punks I read about in magazines and books. Freak out squares. . I thought I had to destroy instead of building. For fucks sake, I thought Sid Vicious and Johnny Thunders were cool. Like a lot of teenagers, we are confused and not aware of who we are or who we want to be. Being a teenager is complicated. Being a human is complicated. I spend a lot of time reflecting on the past, which is good so I don’t repeat it, because I want a better future for everyone.
Here goes. This post is about to get heavy for some and especially hard for myself to put this out there. Some don’t know it. I’ve never tried to deny this and have always been open about my past. This is something I really want to address. For myself and for those I’ve hurt and those who don’t know, in hopes they might also admit.. continued in comments