Most people know I’ve had a rough couple of years, medically. So much so that I could write an entire book about my experiences. So, I did.
Today, my mother and I took our new puppy, Bella Baker, to the vet’s office for some routine shots. This Golden Doodle, with a middle name that was of no accident, had to buckle down and take it because that was what the doctor ordered.
As I saw the needle glisten in the light, I was ready to take the shot on her behalf. Maybe as a protective “brother,” maybe cause I was so used to being poked and prodded with various injections and substances that have tried and ultimately failed to cure me of this gruesome life I have been forced to live.
My 22nd birthday is upcoming and I have been a Browns fan my entire life. My earliest memories being the loss to the Steelers in the playoffs, Bottlegate and what not. It’s been awful. However, I wasn’t there for The Drive, The Fumble or even the team moving to Baltimore.
I have to fight every day.
I watch all of my friends from high school have a blast in France on Spring Break. It kinda sucks, but I manage. I went against the grain to make this site and it paid off. It gave me a purpose and I am grateful for everyone that has helped. I love working on it every day.
The Browns finally seem to be ready to compete for the playoffs or dare I say the Super Bowl. We traded for the best receiver in the game and added a few more pieces. Our quarterback is more than capable of leading this team to the championship.
My fight is far from over.
However, the Browns give me HOPE and yet another reason to keep fighting. I don’t want sympathy, more so an understanding of what I have gone through. Hence my book titled, “Misunderstood.”
Honestly, with or without a disease, making it through each day is an achievement. You won’t get a trophy or a medal, but you can go to sleep knowing you gave it your all with your job, family or whatever it is you spend your time doing.
Everyone has struggled in life. Even the beautiful girls from high school on a cruise right now…have struggled. I promise. My advice is to take simple things like writing an article or journal entry, drinking a coffee with grandma or looking forward to the best Browns team of my life…and cherish them fully.
All I know is that no matter how hard it gets, I’m not giving up. I’m ready for these Browns and I know the rest of The City of Cleveland cannot wait. Our Dawgs Gotta Eat and they’ll be hungry, trust me.