A post I saw on Reddit got me thinking about putting my childhood into perspective. Currently, I’m in a very very good position in life and I don’t take it for granted on bit.
I live in the upper/upper-middle class side of town, around solid blacks and others, drive a functional vehicle with little to no repairs needed, bought my lil bro a brand new car and paid off my dad’s whip, and am paying for school outta pocket.
Looking back at things, I realized I didn’t come from the best upbringing (son of immigrants), though there was beauty in the struggle.
I live in FL. Feel free to drop some stories. No violence.
I live in the upper/upper-middle class side of town, around solid blacks and others, drive a functional vehicle with little to no repairs needed, bought my lil bro a brand new car and paid off my dad’s whip, and am paying for school outta pocket.
Looking back at things, I realized I didn’t come from the best upbringing (son of immigrants), though there was beauty in the struggle.
I live in FL. Feel free to drop some stories. No violence.
I was smart enough to not get involved tho 










