About

My life changed forever on May 22, 2021. While riding my Harley-Davidson motorcycle just outside of Atlanta, Georgia, a driver crossed the double yellow line in order to cross traffic. It happened so quickly I struck the car head-on at full speed and was thrown 30-40 feet.

I have no memory of the accident or the time surrounding the entire event. One minute I was leaving Hooligan Harley in Alabama, the next minute I was waking up in a recovery room unable to walk or move my left hand.

Fast forward 2.5 years later and I am still finding life a struggle due to sustained injuries.

Funny thing about being down so long – With nowhere to run and no way to distract myself,  my demons finally caught up with me.

I am neither a doctor nor mental health professional. The information shared on this page solely represents my personal opinions and/or observations based on my life.

I decided to share these memories and experiences to help me face and hopefully conquer the army of demons that I have collected across a lifetime of terrible choices. The reason I chose to do this in a public way is in hopes that by doing so, others who suffer in silence will know they are not alone and their situation isn’t as unique as they originally believed it to be.

At the end of the day, your life is yours to do with as wish; however, before you use the self-checkout lane, consider the path of destruction you will leave behind. Your death may be the trigger that sends someone else over the edge. While you won’t be around to witness that event, or even feel the guilt of it, would you really want to hurt everyone else that much more?

Thank you in advance to everyone who has followed along so far. The kindness and support has allowed me to wade through some of the darkest hours of my life. I can only hope to give back as much as I’ve received.