Have you ever had a life changing experience

Have you ever had a life changing experience?


Can you do a favour for me ?
Open facebook, deactivate your account.

Open Instagram, deactivate your account from the laptop.

Deactivate all of your social app accounts and then see the change.

You will learn following things :-
I did all of them and I am enjoying peace in my life.

Well you are searching for comment section to type “ You hypocrite a**hole, I know you have two accounts on Instagram”.

Well I do own them, because I am learning editing (photos and videos both) and I need to have a feedback in order to improve myself.
Also, the other account is to connect with you people only.

And I am on twitter too, in order to be updated with the world and poopy trends.

I stopped running behind people in order to love me.
Instead, I just started to love myself and I am currently living my life to the fullest.

This is the life changing experience and I love it.

Peace out homies.


I’m sure there will be more shocking answers to this.

I gave up recreational drugs.
I was taking quite substantial amounts of speed (pre breaking bad we called it ‘Billy’), MDMA and smoked a shedload of cannabis.

I stopped all of that.
In one day.
I had to go see a doctor, who referred me to the head shrinker, who basically said “you are a Brave Fool”.
I should have weaned myself off it apparently as my brain chemistry was very Rick and MOrty….

Three months of stelazine to even myself out….
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Nearly 25 years later, still have my moments but I guess that could be partly PTSD (ex military) or just the fact I’m not very good with people….
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Unless I have had a glass of wine or three.

I still fight the urge to get smashed, but I dont.
I am married, and have a beautiful daughter of 5 who in parts, terrifies me and inspires me.

I don’t begrudge anyone’s life choices as long as they don’t harm anyone else.

Unfortuneately, the choices you make while taking shitloads of drugs tend to be incredibly selfish and self centred, hedonistic and destructive.

I changed everything.

If you are reading this, and are thinking about stopping, message me, I’ll talk to you.
Its worth it.


I had one when I was in my final year of graduation.

I used to be very shy and less confident person.
I used to have things in my mind but had no guts to speak them out.
If I was in an interview, you could safely bet on me that I won’t get selected.
I read few books too to help me build up the confidence but it did not work.

I was studying in IHM Chandigarh and used to live at PG with my friends.
Chandigarh is famous for its lifestyle and it is also cheap.
So, we used to go for a movie every friday night whether we have seen that movie or not.
On one such day I decided to stay at my room and did not go out with my friends.

That was the time I analysed myself since my childhood till that day.
I realised there has been many moments in which I have made my parents proud and after all I am not that bad and I can do anything I want.
It is just that I have to do it in a different way than I have been doing earlier.
I remembered the tag line of a famous book “You Can Win” by Shiv Khera, it says- Winner don’t do different things, they do things differently.

And that’s it.
I was a totally new person with new confidence.
I decided to do things I have not been doing.
And believe me, after that incident I cleared all the interviews at my campus.

How do you feel when you are going for a group discussion round and your friends say- Kapil, you please don’t say a word or we won’t get the job.
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What experiences changed my life.
Thanks for the request Mar Mann, I do apologize for how long it took me to answer.
I was uncertain if I really wanted to answer this, then decided I should.

All of those were fairly large in my memory until recently, this last one though.
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A bit of background ~~
I love… it is what i do, unabashedly and sometimes to my detriment.
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yet I keep loving.
While I love, I have never been sexually attracted to someone by sight.
I will get attracted to things requiring them specifically, for example: the way light and shadow will play off of them, off their features.
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but never specifically the person.
I become attracted to them, their person, by talking with them.
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and sometimes that will grow.
and the person begins being the attraction more than the artistic view.
Gender means nothing to me, and I’m pretty sure I’ve never really understood why there needs to be such a separation.
Nor do I recognize age.

My main passion is information.
I spend a crazy amount of time researching.
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whatever may catch my interest, or may be helpful for a friend or stranger.
The one thing I have non-stop full and complete access to is myself.
And who better to study yourself than yourself? I spent a few decades deciphering myself.
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and was certain I knew most every aspect of myself, that is… until this year.

At the beginning of this year, I answered a message online in the middle of the night, and I still have no real idea WTF this is/was/is.
None of anything that came next is me at all, yet it was ALL me, completely unbarred.

I have no fear.
Anxiety yes, but no true fear.
I went to meet this person I msg’d with out of intrigue and confusion concerning my unfiltered response during the msg’ing, and subsequently experienced not only the immediate sexual attraction I’d never known but so.
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SO much more.
I ignored my immediate need to assess myself and just discarded any armor I thought I was still carrying.
During the next 5 hrs, sitting in my truck in a random parking lot, I learned that while I could hide from the world easily.
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he could see me.
And I could see him.
And he was not at all an imaginary person, he was everything.

Everything I was unable to see, feel, or experience in this world or in myself, he brought.

It was kinda like being a huge dark room of broken equipment and one day somebody walks in and suddenly the room is illuminated and all the equipment starts up on its own.
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huge change.
And way too much information shared as usual.


Everyone takes “Life Changes” differently, so understanding how you work is key to conquering the struggles that often come with change.
And the other big factor is the nature of the change? Was it a birth or a death? Was it the start of something new or the end of something that has come to time?
I personally would go crazy if it weren’t for an occasional curve ball.
I have been in handcuffs in Mexico, and Canada for that matter, both come with an amazing story.
I have taken severe damage on multiple occasions, and would return and do any of those activities again.
I’ll eat anything, as long as someone else eats it, and make myself climb ladders every time I see one because of my silly fear of heights.

Most don’t appreciate change, which is too bad, because those “feelings” are leftover chemicals from our caveman days.
In the beginning food was not abundant and readily available, and so those who conserved calories often survived at a better rate.
Staying at status quo, without change, is the most calorie efficient state of being, and so our first reaction is often based on that equation.

So if you can break that cycle, and appreciate change is needed and cannot be avoided, you will have an easier time dealing with it.
Use meditation as a time to go through and process the goods and bads that will come with the change taking place, and limit those thoughts to that time.
You don’t want to open up the potential for obsession or depression, so limiting your meditation periods to 10–15 minutes works well.

My last piece of advice is just think, “You’ll Live” Through all the goods and bads that people face each day, I can say that 98% of those people do not perish from change taking place.
We live in a world where you can buy a meal with more than 1000 calories, or a half day supply, for $4, so you aren’t going to starve for a bad career choice or losing a job, no matter how important it feels.


I always thought that kind people will prevail and evil will fall.
But I had never been so wrong.

My perspective changed completely after my mom’s friends’ son died in surgery.
He was a sweet little boy, who always smiled, listened intently to the random lullabies I sang.
He was the sweetest toddler I have ever had to babysit.

When my mom told me he had died, I had hysterics.
I couldn’t even go to school without crying.
I had to be sent home.
Reality had hit me hard – I learned that life is not supposed to be fair.
I had been so naive.

I even know when that happened.
It happened on the 23rd of September 2013.
I was listening to Steve Jablonsky’s “I Believe In Fitness” on Spotify, when the news came.
Now I can never listen to that song without thinking about that small boy.


I was driving on 635 ( hugh highway in Dallas) at rush time.
I was going to be late for dinner and my wife was going to be pissed, ( my perception not necessarily reality), so I was trying to figure out how to find a short cut.

I remembered a way but I had to get over a lane fast and this was bumper to bumper traffic and most humans in that situation give no space up.
I looked and was about to lose it when a man, in an old Chevy must have seen me and honked a little and waved me over.
Me was old, kinda like me now, and the expression on his face was just kindness.
I got over and found my way but had to stop before I got home because he actually changed my life.

I realized that a random act of kindness can change lives.
I would never see that man again, but he broke my chain of anger and replaced it with compassion.
My life changed that day, all for the better.

We create chains from our actions.
Those chains can either create a positive situation or increase tensions.
I take care with my chains now.
Thanks for reminding me of this!


All experiences in my life, changed myself and my life.
The reason of our lives is to experience positive and negative situations and handle them with positive thoughts.
This is the way to grow above the negativity of yourself and the negativity of life.

Our experiences in life are there for us as Lessons of Life to learn from.
Only by gaining the higher perspective of the Soul you can explain all negative situations in life.
You can explain why a child has cancer and experience an early death for example.
Most people have the ego perspective and can’t look with a higher perspective at life.
They have to learn how to manage their emotions, by creating the correct positive thoughts in all situations in life.
Step by step, that is why it is called the Path to enlightenment.

All experiences in life, changed everything in myself and life, all the time.
This is called evolution.

More questions, let me know.

Thomas.


From the time I graduated from college, got married, and had my first job… I was basically drunk or hungover damn near 100% of the time… until I finally sobered up for the last time in 1976.

I drank because I told myself I loved the way it made me feel.
I drank because my first wife’s family did.
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and they had money so it must be acceptable behavior.
I drank because everyone at work did.

But mostly I drank because I didn’t like myself much and if I drank I didn’t have to look at that part of me.

I liked the way I felt when I drank.
And I liked the fact that I could avoid looking at the parts of my I didn’t like much.

I should have been dead several times.

But that really didn’t stop me either.

I stopped because I really didn’t want to die.

The experience that changed my perspective on life?
The simple fact that… for the first time in my life… I actually felt and actually believed that maybe there was hope for me.

And other people told me that I wasn’t alone.

And for the first time, I believed someone else.

I started going to Alcoholics Anonymous because I didn’t know what else to do.

It saved my life.

It changed my life and the the way I looked at life.

And it became worth living again.

It is all about people … listening… and opening up for the very first time.

It was the best time of my life.


What experiences changed your life?” Going to the university.
Leaving everything behind me and moving far away from home.

I felt like I was placed into death ground.
It changed me totally, from a teenager to an adult.
I can take great care of myself without any need of a second person.

In short, I’m self-sufficient now because of that experience in my life.

Good luck!…hope this helps.

Thank U for the A2A too.


If I had to choose one, I would say studying law.

The simplest explanation would be that by becoming a law student, the way that I think, I feel, I talk, everything in my life really, is influenced by what I learnt in University.

For example,
I am incredibly indecisive.
Doing law made me realise that there are so many factors to consider when making a decision – be it where to eat, what to think of someone, how to change my habits, who to become… I sometimes become paralysed with indecision because I want to be more informed about these factors.

And also,
I am not judgemental.
Knowing that there are many factors to consider stops me from being judgemental.
Things are not always what they seem.
“She seems like a bitch, look at how she treats her friends” is easily followed with “But maybe…”
Certainly there are more examples.
But I think these two are sufficient.
After all, the question is what experience changed your life.
It didn’t ask about how.


Probably the deaths of people with high moral standards.

As a child I started to think about people in my village who I knew, but who died.
The village where I grew up was polarized into a religious part and a group of lost souls.
Everyone knew who was religious and who wasn’t.
Both groups were making some fun of each other.

What I started to notice was that the religious said a death or illness was God’s will.
If somebody got a child with disability (in the other group), the reason was because the father had broken the engagement with some girlfriend 10 years earlier or so.
It made sense to a small boy.
The problem was that good people also died, often terrible deaths.
Stomach cancer, dementia, suicide, car crash, fall from a barn roof, heart attack.
There was no discrimination.
Still the religious said it was part of God’s plan.
That maybe he/she was punished for it or for a demonstration for their kids etc.
To me I tt started to seem more like the kinder a person was, the worse the illness or death.
I found it strange.
It was almost like God’s plan was to punish the good and reward the bad.
Later I found out that the people the religious had called immoral, actually were far more relaxed.
They enjoyed this life more.
Maybe this was healthier?
I decided I would think through the thing and go for happiness.
My conclusion was that religion helped nobody I ever knew.
It bound them together, but in fear.
They seemed to think they had a higher moral standard.
What I saw was they behaved worse or at best the same as the immoral locals.
I got out of it.
Haven’t looked back.
I feel lucky.


I paid complete one year salary to get out of my old company.
It was around 3.
75 lakhs.
I never felt this is right, I didn't get justice here.
My new company paid one lakhs out of that.
I am always thankful to LG for this.
I don't want to go to court to justify the injustice happened to me.
You could ask me why.
It is merely because at any cost I don't want to loose hope in our counties judiciary.
This changed my life for better.
I learned to let it go.

Strength it will come with knowledge.
You shouldn't think you are less than anybody in this world.
Because we are all born with same rights.
Nobody ever won anything without learning.
A little learning everyday can make you stand out in the crowd.
Cowards will cheat.
Courageous people let it go and focus on their strengths.


Being in the Army during the Vietnam era.
Had I not joined up, I’d have probably become a hippie.
You couldn’t get two more opposite lifestyles, so the Army changed my life and the trajectory of my life in a big way.

Taking LSD (a year or two after my military discharge) brought on a sea change after 3 years in the Army.
It had the effect of totally exploding my overly protective ego and cut me so far down to size I almost disappeared.
It took years to fully assimilate what I experienced and make positive use of it.

Moving from Chicago to California.
Wow, talk about culture shock.
Some bad and a lot of good came of it.
But, owning a home in California with the space to have a real yard and garden and other cool stuff is 180 degrees from living in a condo in Chicago on the 4th floor of a walk-up with no front or back yard, just an alley right under our bedroom window where I witnessed everything from drug deals to the murder of a guy with a hooker who was shot by two guys who followed them into the alley to rob him.
I also spied on occasions too numerous to mention homeless men squatting to crap.

Some changes were big, some small.
But, I’m glad for all of them.


At 22 I was training to be a jockey at the time.
There wasn't a horse that I was afraid of or wouldn't ride.
I went riding with some friends n was riding a green broke Mustang that spooked easily.
Well, she got spooked, threw my whole 90lb body into a tree, upside down n landed on my neck.
My friends 14 yr old daughter did CPR n got me going till the ambulance arrived.
I was told my back was broke n would never walk again.

My parents came to the ER n I didn't know who they were.
I had a severe head concussion, hairline fracture in my neck, cracked collarbone dislocated elbow, 3 broken ribs cracked pelvis n 5 twisted vertebrae.
But, not 1 visible scratch or bruise.
I walked out of the ER, not very well but to prove a point that I was walking.

It stopped my career of a jockey.
I stopped barrell barrel racing n I never rode again.


There are some experiences who changed me.
I am shearing my experiences which becoms turning point of my life.

Everyone say "collage life is the best life"
Yess my college life was so wonderful .

When I was in school I was the type of introvert person I was not talking with the boys, I liked to live alone, I didn't have much friends.
I used to fear about every little thing , I don't know what's the matter with that time but time was passed and I shifted to Pune .
I completed my 11 th and 12th in Pune .
After passed 12 th class my parents decided to take admission in MIT college.

So "MIT" this three letters changed my life .
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When I was in 1st year I used to spend much time with my two friends .
Our college conducts many different activities .
NSS is one of those, we three decided to take part in NSS camp and that sit journey was started .
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We went to camp and had lot of fun.
I made new special friends .
Our group is of 8 people and each one is different.
Each one has some talent ,skills which attach me with them.
From each one of them I learnt so many things which are important .

Let's move to the topic which actually changed me .
I am good in singing and our college conducts one competition called "SUR " and i had participated in that compitation.
Just imagine a girl who even didn't talk with boys when she was in school who even didn't have much friends,and who afraid of little things,was going to sing.
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That was my first stage performance in front of audiance and I remember I sang well .
After that I just looked the audiance who was clapping on my performance that was wonderful feeling I ever experienced .
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that builded my courage , confidence .
This is because the people around me was so chairful and supportive .
And after that I started to take part in every compitation .
I performed street play ,role play and dance with my close friends.
One of my best experience was I sang in one of the best event of MIT "Arohan " it was wonderful experience.
I think this things are happened because of the college becoz my college offers me many things and I just accepted that without fear.
Through this experiences I learnt how to face the people ,how to motivate myself , how to express myself.
MIT is the turning point of life because this is the place where i was able to find my abilities,skills and talent.
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I had a number of experiences that have changed my life.
I am only going to reference one here that changed my life for the better.

Marine Corps bootcamp.
As a young lad of barely 18, I got on that bus and headed to those yellow footprints at MCRD San Diego.

No longer were people nice to me.
My mom was not there to bring me food.
Suddenly these Marines with Smokey the Bear hats were running toward us.
They were yelling at us to get off the bus now! Then they told us to get on the yellow footprints.

At that point in time, I was responsible for my own actions.
I was responsible.
Since then I have made good and bad choices.
Those experiences made me what I am today.


My life completely changed the day I told my father I didn't want to run the family business.

Being a son to a father that has showed nothing but the most unconditional love for his children, telling my father I wanted to go against one of his biggest wishes was a life-altering moment for me.

I come from a Middle American family home.
The American Dream, essentially.
I had an older brother who looked out for me and a little sister that I could care for.
My parents remained together in my childhood and carry on their relationship to this day.
Of course, as a family we had our struggles, yet all in all, things were pretty good.

I was of the first generation in my family to go to University.
My parents tried to guide me through the experience and they didn't know how seeing as they didn't attend themselves.

Before I went away to school, my father suggested that I get a business degree seeing as I would be running the family business some day.
I couldn't wrap my head around as to why.

But I'm not the oldest son.
Why should I have this responsibility to carry the family forward with this business?

This isn't fair.
I've tried harder, academically, than my siblings.
Shouldn't that be a case that I am destined for other things?

Why is my father so overbearing and doesn't want me to follow the dreams that may be in my head?
The questions rolled on and on.

After I graduated from University, I felt I would be trapped in a life I would hate.
I had a friend that was living in another city about 1000 miles from where I grew up (I grew up in Chicago and my friend was in Boston).

He told me of an opportunity to move into the house he was living in.

I immediately took the opportunity to get out of this planned life.

I packed up my car and moved to Boston.

After a few months of living there.
It dawned on me that my problem of not telling my father the truth was still weighing on me.
I couldn't run from the problem forever.

I needed to tell him how I truly felt.

After much deliberation, I worked up the courage to call him.
I called him on what was a fairly normal Saturday morning.
The subject hadn't been brought up in recent days and he had no idea what was on my mind.

As the phone was ringing.
My mind was racing with different thoughts on how the conversation would go.

Was my father going to disown me? I was going against one of his biggest wishes.

Would I be able to talk with him again?
Did he ultimately expect that this conversation would come up at some point?
Would my relationship be forever changed with him?
The last question turned out to be the only question that would hold the gravity to change my life forever.

When he finally answered, I told him the truth.

I told him that I had been disingenuous with him.

I told him that when I said I would probably come home and run the business someday, I didn't mean it.

I told him that I don't see myself ever running the business someday.

I told him that I loved him.

I told him that I was sorry that I couldn't uphold his wish.

I cried for the first time in my adult hood.
I released all the emotions that I had bottled up inside me.
I released all the fear I kept in telling him the truth.

After what seemed like an hour long pause.
My father began to laugh.

He said, “That's great man.
You need to do what you think you should do in this life.
Of course I have wishes for you and I have an idea of what I think you should do in this life.
At the end of the day, that's what it is though, your life.
I wasn't given the luxury of a choice.
My father dragged me with him to the shop to groom me into running it.
I don't want to make the same mistake he made with you.
It's your life.
Live it how you see fit.
I'll be here for you.

In that moment, my life changed forever.

I felt a new lease on life.
I felt as if opportunities opened up in that moment.

I used to shy away from meeting new people.
I would think, well I shouldn't build too much of a relationship with them, before too long I'll be moving back to run my father's business.

I didn't want to fall in love with anyone.
I couldn't imagine the torment that would ensue with having to leave them in order to run the business.

In that moment, I was given a blank canvas on how to color my life.

I learned many lessons in that moment.

I toiled for months thinking about the right time to tell him and what the repercussions would be.
I thought about my life without this monkey on my back.
I thought about the anger he might send my way.
I thought and thought and thought.
There was no end.
I stayed in my head and let the torment run my life.
Finally, after I told him the truth, I had a new lease on life.

Family is the most important thing in life.
If you are blessed as I am, family will have your back over all others on this planet.
With that, having gone through such a vulnerable and honest moment with my father, doing the same with friends and acquaintances has come much easier.
I know to put myself, my true self, in front of people.
I did it with one of the most important people in my life.
If others won't accept it, their loss.

I've always wanted to write.
Since I was a kid, I pictured being an author.
Well, for a bit of a stretch there was a moment I thought I was going to be a Matador.
That dream died when I wasn't living in Spain.
As I got older, I felt that there was no point in following this dream.
Why should I work hard at something, put in long hours and stretch my mind to places when I already have my life figured out for me.
Once I cleared up this “plan” I have gone full speed into writing and haven't looked back.

For months I put thoughts in my father's head.
I created different narratives of what was going to be the outcome and how he was thinking.
I made assumptions that he knew how I felt even though I didn't tell him anything.
These were big mistakes to make.
I understand now how much I need to voice my concerns with people and I cannot assume their attitudes on any matter.

Telling my father I didn't want to uphold one of his biggest wishes terrified me to death.
I thought I was going to be disowned.
I thought he would hate me.
I thought so many things that kept me from taking action.
When I finally looked at those fears for what they were and overcame them, I realized how much I was in my head.
Taking action and getting out of your head is a very empowering thing.

I have to say, this was the biggest moment that changed my personality.
It set me free.
It helped me start my life on and take action on what keeps me up at night.
To fight the voices in my head of what I was put on this earth to do.


Going to a shitty boarding school with shitloads of homicidal teenagers who i both hated and avoided the asshole people running it kept lying to my parents telling them i was doing great even though most of my days consisted of being beaten to near death and used as labor for the staff that place was terrible it locked really nice but the place was a prison both me and my parents bought their sales pitch which sucked ever since i've became a realist i used to be stupid i believed life was awesome and even though it wasn't now that i look back it sucked and it has always sucked i'm very cynical and sarcastic and only think about the negatives because that's all i really see is negative bullshit and how terrible people and life can be


Travel and living outside my own culture has changed my perspective on life exponentially.

It has and continues to expand my notions about different ways of accomplishing any goal and what is possible.

As if that isn’t enough though, my preconceived notion of the need and importance of money has been shattered.
It is not that it is not necessary but how much, for I have made it a game I play with myself to see what I can accomplish with next to no money.
The results have been rather extraordinary – all due to broadening my horizons, being modest in my needs and making major shifts in my thoughts about physical ‘things’ .


Furthering my education in my early 30′s.

I had experienced life on my own, my way.
I was around my peers influences and just went with the majority.
My circle didn't included many others with a sound education.
Realizing now I was being conditioned to flow as the worldly ways were influencing me.

I realized rather quickly within my college life that have a sound set of factual information I could gather my conclusion on how I really felt compelled about something.

For a example.
(Keep in mind, my minor was sociology.
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Before college, I could say I went with the majority of the norm on the topic that African Americans are not oppressed.
The generations living today do not have the principles of slavery upon their shoulders.
Everyone has an opportunity to do better.

Within my education, I learned that is not in fact true!
The majority especially within power positions have policy enforcements to withhold minorities ever advancing.
It's true, what do you really see or is it what you wanna see?
The natives of Africa were violently taken from their homeland and abusively brought in chains mind you, the ones that survived anyway.
And was forced to work and often sold and abused while being separated from their children.
Yes, they were freed eventually.
But, what did that realistically mean? What did they have? Where would they go? Some slaves actually chose to stay with their owners.
The U.
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Government did nothing to get them on their feet.
No land to harvest and get a footprint on making a step into thier ability to sustain.
Yet, before violently taken from home land they had their take on production.

Forward to today's time.
You don't have slaves like what was deemed a time ago.
Instead the term is called Mass incarceration.
Before that it was Jim crow.

The labeling theory practiced in Juvenile Delinquency focuses on a very broad variety of reasoning for the generational crime and socioeconomical factors that burden and plague the future and potential not to mention forthcoming opportunities.

Generational issues created by societies conditioning within those labels and enforcing the theory onto the mindset.

Believe it or not the crime models focus with the war on drugs have failed in which its an epidemic on wrong policy choice.
That is gonna have to be another question.
The medical model has a solid hold towards function.

Feel free to comment.
I'd love a healthy debate as well as further reply on certain issues in have raised in this thread.

But to finish of the original question.
I know how to research and to make a sound conclusion in depth now.

Motto.
It's not what how you feel about it, it's what you know about it.

Half the people on my Facebook newsfeed me can tell me how they feel about gun control, abortion, or political stuff.
Yet, they can't seem to tell me why? Based on factual information.

So, why I call em out on it when they start plaguing my post on the issue that I am informed on, I just say, why you mad, bro.
? No really, why? Lol.



It is usually a negative, “shocking” experience that pushes the person out of the comfort zone, forcing one to change.

For me it was losing my younger brother to a fast progressing disease that made me ask questions about the meaning of life, purpose of us being here.

From then on following this question, searching for true, practical, tangible answers has been changing my life experience day to day…
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Yes.
I was 15 when I properly educated myself about misogyny, racism, inequality and such like terms.
I realised discrimination ran rampant and everyone was biased.
Religion, regional, gender, sexuality, everything was scrutinised! I lost respect for the people I looked up to.
Now everywhere I look, I only see the truth.
And I don’t like it.


Discovering Milgram’s research on obedience to authority in 1979.
It triggered a lifelong passion for influence techniques and communication.


The understanding that Tomorrow isn't guaranteed.


The time my brother died i was in my 30s.
I cried buckets because we were born just a year apart.
No big deal really.
But it does get you in places because it was a suicide.

There was also the time i had to transfer from the equivalent of an Ivy League University to a third tier school of lesser reknown.
That hurt.
Adjusting to people beneath you.
Taking shit from them.

My parents were very young when they married.
Their life goals and trajectories were not properly formed.
They separated after 15 years and five kids.
I was the eldest.


Parents’ divorce
Love of my stepmother
The commitment of my father to see his children once a week
My first kiss
National Honor Society
President of the Student Government Association
Changing my major from medicine to marketing (MBA)
My first job at a corporation
My first big success at the company
Meeting Melissa (my future wife)
Moving from Memphis to NY and back again (5 years)
Birth of my children (25, 21, 16 now)


Everything! :-E


Have you ever had a life changing experience?


Can you do a favour for me ?
Open facebook, deactivate your account.

Open Instagram, deactivate your account from the laptop.

Deactivate all of your social app accounts and then see the change.

You will learn following things :-
I did all of them and I am enjoying peace in my life.

Well you are searching for comment section to type “ You hypocrite a**hole, I know you have two accounts on Instagram”.

Well I do own them, because I am learning editing (photos and videos both) and I need to have a feedback in order to improve myself.
Also, the other account is to connect with you people only.

And I am on twitter too, in order to be updated with the world and poopy trends.

I stopped running behind people in order to love me.
Instead, I just started to love myself and I am currently living my life to the fullest.

This is the life changing experience and I love it.

Peace out homies.


I’m sure there will be more shocking answers to this.

I gave up recreational drugs.
I was taking quite substantial amounts of speed (pre breaking bad we called it ‘Billy’), MDMA and smoked a shedload of cannabis.

I stopped all of that.
In one day.
I had to go see a doctor, who referred me to the head shrinker, who basically said “you are a Brave Fool”.
I should have weaned myself off it apparently as my brain chemistry was very Rick and MOrty….

Three months of stelazine to even myself out….
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Nearly 25 years later, still have my moments but I guess that could be partly PTSD (ex military) or just the fact I’m not very good with people….
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Unless I have had a glass of wine or three.

I still fight the urge to get smashed, but I dont.
I am married, and have a beautiful daughter of 5 who in parts, terrifies me and inspires me.

I don’t begrudge anyone’s life choices as long as they don’t harm anyone else.

Unfortuneately, the choices you make while taking shitloads of drugs tend to be incredibly selfish and self centred, hedonistic and destructive.

I changed everything.

If you are reading this, and are thinking about stopping, message me, I’ll talk to you.
Its worth it.


I had one when I was in my final year of graduation.

I used to be very shy and less confident person.
I used to have things in my mind but had no guts to speak them out.
If I was in an interview, you could safely bet on me that I won’t get selected.
I read few books too to help me build up the confidence but it did not work.

I was studying in IHM Chandigarh and used to live at PG with my friends.
Chandigarh is famous for its lifestyle and it is also cheap.
So, we used to go for a movie every friday night whether we have seen that movie or not.
On one such day I decided to stay at my room and did not go out with my friends.

That was the time I analysed myself since my childhood till that day.
I realised there has been many moments in which I have made my parents proud and after all I am not that bad and I can do anything I want.
It is just that I have to do it in a different way than I have been doing earlier.
I remembered the tag line of a famous book “You Can Win” by Shiv Khera, it says- Winner don’t do different things, they do things differently.

And that’s it.
I was a totally new person with new confidence.
I decided to do things I have not been doing.
And believe me, after that incident I cleared all the interviews at my campus.

How do you feel when you are going for a group discussion round and your friends say- Kapil, you please don’t say a word or we won’t get the job.
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What experiences changed my life.
Thanks for the request Mar Mann, I do apologize for how long it took me to answer.
I was uncertain if I really wanted to answer this, then decided I should.

All of those were fairly large in my memory until recently, this last one though.
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A bit of background ~~
I love… it is what i do, unabashedly and sometimes to my detriment.
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yet I keep loving.
While I love, I have never been sexually attracted to someone by sight.
I will get attracted to things requiring them specifically, for example: the way light and shadow will play off of them, off their features.
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but never specifically the person.
I become attracted to them, their person, by talking with them.
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and sometimes that will grow.
and the person begins being the attraction more than the artistic view.
Gender means nothing to me, and I’m pretty sure I’ve never really understood why there needs to be such a separation.
Nor do I recognize age.

My main passion is information.
I spend a crazy amount of time researching.
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whatever may catch my interest, or may be helpful for a friend or stranger.
The one thing I have non-stop full and complete access to is myself.
And who better to study yourself than yourself? I spent a few decades deciphering myself.
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and was certain I knew most every aspect of myself, that is… until this year.

At the beginning of this year, I answered a message online in the middle of the night, and I still have no real idea WTF this is/was/is.
None of anything that came next is me at all, yet it was ALL me, completely unbarred.

I have no fear.
Anxiety yes, but no true fear.
I went to meet this person I msg’d with out of intrigue and confusion concerning my unfiltered response during the msg’ing, and subsequently experienced not only the immediate sexual attraction I’d never known but so.
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SO much more.
I ignored my immediate need to assess myself and just discarded any armor I thought I was still carrying.
During the next 5 hrs, sitting in my truck in a random parking lot, I learned that while I could hide from the world easily.
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he could see me.
And I could see him.
And he was not at all an imaginary person, he was everything.

Everything I was unable to see, feel, or experience in this world or in myself, he brought.

It was kinda like being a huge dark room of broken equipment and one day somebody walks in and suddenly the room is illuminated and all the equipment starts up on its own.
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huge change.
And way too much information shared as usual.


Everyone takes “Life Changes” differently, so understanding how you work is key to conquering the struggles that often come with change.
And the other big factor is the nature of the change? Was it a birth or a death? Was it the start of something new or the end of something that has come to time?
I personally would go crazy if it weren’t for an occasional curve ball.
I have been in handcuffs in Mexico, and Canada for that matter, both come with an amazing story.
I have taken severe damage on multiple occasions, and would return and do any of those activities again.
I’ll eat anything, as long as someone else eats it, and make myself climb ladders every time I see one because of my silly fear of heights.

Most don’t appreciate change, which is too bad, because those “feelings” are leftover chemicals from our caveman days.
In the beginning food was not abundant and readily available, and so those who conserved calories often survived at a better rate.
Staying at status quo, without change, is the most calorie efficient state of being, and so our first reaction is often based on that equation.

So if you can break that cycle, and appreciate change is needed and cannot be avoided, you will have an easier time dealing with it.
Use meditation as a time to go through and process the goods and bads that will come with the change taking place, and limit those thoughts to that time.
You don’t want to open up the potential for obsession or depression, so limiting your meditation periods to 10–15 minutes works well.

My last piece of advice is just think, “You’ll Live” Through all the goods and bads that people face each day, I can say that 98% of those people do not perish from change taking place.
We live in a world where you can buy a meal with more than 1000 calories, or a half day supply, for $4, so you aren’t going to starve for a bad career choice or losing a job, no matter how important it feels.


I always thought that kind people will prevail and evil will fall.
But I had never been so wrong.

My perspective changed completely after my mom’s friends’ son died in surgery.
He was a sweet little boy, who always smiled, listened intently to the random lullabies I sang.
He was the sweetest toddler I have ever had to babysit.

When my mom told me he had died, I had hysterics.
I couldn’t even go to school without crying.
I had to be sent home.
Reality had hit me hard – I learned that life is not supposed to be fair.
I had been so naive.

I even know when that happened.
It happened on the 23rd of September 2013.
I was listening to Steve Jablonsky’s “I Believe In Fitness” on Spotify, when the news came.
Now I can never listen to that song without thinking about that small boy.


I was driving on 635 ( hugh highway in Dallas) at rush time.
I was going to be late for dinner and my wife was going to be pissed, ( my perception not necessarily reality), so I was trying to figure out how to find a short cut.

I remembered a way but I had to get over a lane fast and this was bumper to bumper traffic and most humans in that situation give no space up.
I looked and was about to lose it when a man, in an old Chevy must have seen me and honked a little and waved me over.
Me was old, kinda like me now, and the expression on his face was just kindness.
I got over and found my way but had to stop before I got home because he actually changed my life.

I realized that a random act of kindness can change lives.
I would never see that man again, but he broke my chain of anger and replaced it with compassion.
My life changed that day, all for the better.

We create chains from our actions.
Those chains can either create a positive situation or increase tensions.
I take care with my chains now.
Thanks for reminding me of this!


All experiences in my life, changed myself and my life.
The reason of our lives is to experience positive and negative situations and handle them with positive thoughts.
This is the way to grow above the negativity of yourself and the negativity of life.

Our experiences in life are there for us as Lessons of Life to learn from.
Only by gaining the higher perspective of the Soul you can explain all negative situations in life.
You can explain why a child has cancer and experience an early death for example.
Most people have the ego perspective and can’t look with a higher perspective at life.
They have to learn how to manage their emotions, by creating the correct positive thoughts in all situations in life.
Step by step, that is why it is called the Path to enlightenment.

All experiences in life, changed everything in myself and life, all the time.
This is called evolution.

More questions, let me know.

Thomas.


From the time I graduated from college, got married, and had my first job… I was basically drunk or hungover damn near 100% of the time… until I finally sobered up for the last time in 1976.

I drank because I told myself I loved the way it made me feel.
I drank because my first wife’s family did.
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and they had money so it must be acceptable behavior.
I drank because everyone at work did.

But mostly I drank because I didn’t like myself much and if I drank I didn’t have to look at that part of me.

I liked the way I felt when I drank.
And I liked the fact that I could avoid looking at the parts of my I didn’t like much.

I should have been dead several times.

But that really didn’t stop me either.

I stopped because I really didn’t want to die.

The experience that changed my perspective on life?
The simple fact that… for the first time in my life… I actually felt and actually believed that maybe there was hope for me.

And other people told me that I wasn’t alone.

And for the first time, I believed someone else.

I started going to Alcoholics Anonymous because I didn’t know what else to do.

It saved my life.

It changed my life and the the way I looked at life.

And it became worth living again.

It is all about people … listening… and opening up for the very first time.

It was the best time of my life.


What experiences changed your life?” Going to the university.
Leaving everything behind me and moving far away from home.

I felt like I was placed into death ground.
It changed me totally, from a teenager to an adult.
I can take great care of myself without any need of a second person.

In short, I’m self-sufficient now because of that experience in my life.

Good luck!…hope this helps.

Thank U for the A2A too.


If I had to choose one, I would say studying law.

The simplest explanation would be that by becoming a law student, the way that I think, I feel, I talk, everything in my life really, is influenced by what I learnt in University.

For example,
I am incredibly indecisive.
Doing law made me realise that there are so many factors to consider when making a decision – be it where to eat, what to think of someone, how to change my habits, who to become… I sometimes become paralysed with indecision because I want to be more informed about these factors.

And also,
I am not judgemental.
Knowing that there are many factors to consider stops me from being judgemental.
Things are not always what they seem.
“She seems like a bitch, look at how she treats her friends” is easily followed with “But maybe…”
Certainly there are more examples.
But I think these two are sufficient.
After all, the question is what experience changed your life.
It didn’t ask about how.


Probably the deaths of people with high moral standards.

As a child I started to think about people in my village who I knew, but who died.
The village where I grew up was polarized into a religious part and a group of lost souls.
Everyone knew who was religious and who wasn’t.
Both groups were making some fun of each other.

What I started to notice was that the religious said a death or illness was God’s will.
If somebody got a child with disability (in the other group), the reason was because the father had broken the engagement with some girlfriend 10 years earlier or so.
It made sense to a small boy.
The problem was that good people also died, often terrible deaths.
Stomach cancer, dementia, suicide, car crash, fall from a barn roof, heart attack.
There was no discrimination.
Still the religious said it was part of God’s plan.
That maybe he/she was punished for it or for a demonstration for their kids etc.
To me I tt started to seem more like the kinder a person was, the worse the illness or death.
I found it strange.
It was almost like God’s plan was to punish the good and reward the bad.
Later I found out that the people the religious had called immoral, actually were far more relaxed.
They enjoyed this life more.
Maybe this was healthier?
I decided I would think through the thing and go for happiness.
My conclusion was that religion helped nobody I ever knew.
It bound them together, but in fear.
They seemed to think they had a higher moral standard.
What I saw was they behaved worse or at best the same as the immoral locals.
I got out of it.
Haven’t looked back.
I feel lucky.


I paid complete one year salary to get out of my old company.
It was around 3.
75 lakhs.
I never felt this is right, I didn't get justice here.
My new company paid one lakhs out of that.
I am always thankful to LG for this.
I don't want to go to court to justify the injustice happened to me.
You could ask me why.
It is merely because at any cost I don't want to loose hope in our counties judiciary.
This changed my life for better.
I learned to let it go.

Strength it will come with knowledge.
You shouldn't think you are less than anybody in this world.
Because we are all born with same rights.
Nobody ever won anything without learning.
A little learning everyday can make you stand out in the crowd.
Cowards will cheat.
Courageous people let it go and focus on their strengths.


Being in the Army during the Vietnam era.
Had I not joined up, I’d have probably become a hippie.
You couldn’t get two more opposite lifestyles, so the Army changed my life and the trajectory of my life in a big way.

Taking LSD (a year or two after my military discharge) brought on a sea change after 3 years in the Army.
It had the effect of totally exploding my overly protective ego and cut me so far down to size I almost disappeared.
It took years to fully assimilate what I experienced and make positive use of it.

Moving from Chicago to California.
Wow, talk about culture shock.
Some bad and a lot of good came of it.
But, owning a home in California with the space to have a real yard and garden and other cool stuff is 180 degrees from living in a condo in Chicago on the 4th floor of a walk-up with no front or back yard, just an alley right under our bedroom window where I witnessed everything from drug deals to the murder of a guy with a hooker who was shot by two guys who followed them into the alley to rob him.
I also spied on occasions too numerous to mention homeless men squatting to crap.

Some changes were big, some small.
But, I’m glad for all of them.


At 22 I was training to be a jockey at the time.
There wasn't a horse that I was afraid of or wouldn't ride.
I went riding with some friends n was riding a green broke Mustang that spooked easily.
Well, she got spooked, threw my whole 90lb body into a tree, upside down n landed on my neck.
My friends 14 yr old daughter did CPR n got me going till the ambulance arrived.
I was told my back was broke n would never walk again.

My parents came to the ER n I didn't know who they were.
I had a severe head concussion, hairline fracture in my neck, cracked collarbone dislocated elbow, 3 broken ribs cracked pelvis n 5 twisted vertebrae.
But, not 1 visible scratch or bruise.
I walked out of the ER, not very well but to prove a point that I was walking.

It stopped my career of a jockey.
I stopped barrell barrel racing n I never rode again.


There are some experiences who changed me.
I am shearing my experiences which becoms turning point of my life.

Everyone say "collage life is the best life"
Yess my college life was so wonderful .

When I was in school I was the type of introvert person I was not talking with the boys, I liked to live alone, I didn't have much friends.
I used to fear about every little thing , I don't know what's the matter with that time but time was passed and I shifted to Pune .
I completed my 11 th and 12th in Pune .
After passed 12 th class my parents decided to take admission in MIT college.

So "MIT" this three letters changed my life .
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When I was in 1st year I used to spend much time with my two friends .
Our college conducts many different activities .
NSS is one of those, we three decided to take part in NSS camp and that sit journey was started .
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We went to camp and had lot of fun.
I made new special friends .
Our group is of 8 people and each one is different.
Each one has some talent ,skills which attach me with them.
From each one of them I learnt so many things which are important .

Let's move to the topic which actually changed me .
I am good in singing and our college conducts one competition called "SUR " and i had participated in that compitation.
Just imagine a girl who even didn't talk with boys when she was in school who even didn't have much friends,and who afraid of little things,was going to sing.
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That was my first stage performance in front of audiance and I remember I sang well .
After that I just looked the audiance who was clapping on my performance that was wonderful feeling I ever experienced .
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that builded my courage , confidence .
This is because the people around me was so chairful and supportive .
And after that I started to take part in every compitation .
I performed street play ,role play and dance with my close friends.
One of my best experience was I sang in one of the best event of MIT "Arohan " it was wonderful experience.
I think this things are happened because of the college becoz my college offers me many things and I just accepted that without fear.
Through this experiences I learnt how to face the people ,how to motivate myself , how to express myself.
MIT is the turning point of life because this is the place where i was able to find my abilities,skills and talent.
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I had a number of experiences that have changed my life.
I am only going to reference one here that changed my life for the better.

Marine Corps bootcamp.
As a young lad of barely 18, I got on that bus and headed to those yellow footprints at MCRD San Diego.

No longer were people nice to me.
My mom was not there to bring me food.
Suddenly these Marines with Smokey the Bear hats were running toward us.
They were yelling at us to get off the bus now! Then they told us to get on the yellow footprints.

At that point in time, I was responsible for my own actions.
I was responsible.
Since then I have made good and bad choices.
Those experiences made me what I am today.


My life completely changed the day I told my father I didn't want to run the family business.

Being a son to a father that has showed nothing but the most unconditional love for his children, telling my father I wanted to go against one of his biggest wishes was a life-altering moment for me.

I come from a Middle American family home.
The American Dream, essentially.
I had an older brother who looked out for me and a little sister that I could care for.
My parents remained together in my childhood and carry on their relationship to this day.
Of course, as a family we had our struggles, yet all in all, things were pretty good.

I was of the first generation in my family to go to University.
My parents tried to guide me through the experience and they didn't know how seeing as they didn't attend themselves.

Before I went away to school, my father suggested that I get a business degree seeing as I would be running the family business some day.
I couldn't wrap my head around as to why.

But I'm not the oldest son.
Why should I have this responsibility to carry the family forward with this business?

This isn't fair.
I've tried harder, academically, than my siblings.
Shouldn't that be a case that I am destined for other things?

Why is my father so overbearing and doesn't want me to follow the dreams that may be in my head?
The questions rolled on and on.

After I graduated from University, I felt I would be trapped in a life I would hate.
I had a friend that was living in another city about 1000 miles from where I grew up (I grew up in Chicago and my friend was in Boston).

He told me of an opportunity to move into the house he was living in.

I immediately took the opportunity to get out of this planned life.

I packed up my car and moved to Boston.

After a few months of living there.
It dawned on me that my problem of not telling my father the truth was still weighing on me.
I couldn't run from the problem forever.

I needed to tell him how I truly felt.

After much deliberation, I worked up the courage to call him.
I called him on what was a fairly normal Saturday morning.
The subject hadn't been brought up in recent days and he had no idea what was on my mind.

As the phone was ringing.
My mind was racing with different thoughts on how the conversation would go.

Was my father going to disown me? I was going against one of his biggest wishes.

Would I be able to talk with him again?
Did he ultimately expect that this conversation would come up at some point?
Would my relationship be forever changed with him?
The last question turned out to be the only question that would hold the gravity to change my life forever.

When he finally answered, I told him the truth.

I told him that I had been disingenuous with him.

I told him that when I said I would probably come home and run the business someday, I didn't mean it.

I told him that I don't see myself ever running the business someday.

I told him that I loved him.

I told him that I was sorry that I couldn't uphold his wish.

I cried for the first time in my adult hood.
I released all the emotions that I had bottled up inside me.
I released all the fear I kept in telling him the truth.

After what seemed like an hour long pause.
My father began to laugh.

He said, “That's great man.
You need to do what you think you should do in this life.
Of course I have wishes for you and I have an idea of what I think you should do in this life.
At the end of the day, that's what it is though, your life.
I wasn't given the luxury of a choice.
My father dragged me with him to the shop to groom me into running it.
I don't want to make the same mistake he made with you.
It's your life.
Live it how you see fit.
I'll be here for you.

In that moment, my life changed forever.

I felt a new lease on life.
I felt as if opportunities opened up in that moment.

I used to shy away from meeting new people.
I would think, well I shouldn't build too much of a relationship with them, before too long I'll be moving back to run my father's business.

I didn't want to fall in love with anyone.
I couldn't imagine the torment that would ensue with having to leave them in order to run the business.

In that moment, I was given a blank canvas on how to color my life.

I learned many lessons in that moment.

I toiled for months thinking about the right time to tell him and what the repercussions would be.
I thought about my life without this monkey on my back.
I thought about the anger he might send my way.
I thought and thought and thought.
There was no end.
I stayed in my head and let the torment run my life.
Finally, after I told him the truth, I had a new lease on life.

Family is the most important thing in life.
If you are blessed as I am, family will have your back over all others on this planet.
With that, having gone through such a vulnerable and honest moment with my father, doing the same with friends and acquaintances has come much easier.
I know to put myself, my true self, in front of people.
I did it with one of the most important people in my life.
If others won't accept it, their loss.

I've always wanted to write.
Since I was a kid, I pictured being an author.
Well, for a bit of a stretch there was a moment I thought I was going to be a Matador.
That dream died when I wasn't living in Spain.
As I got older, I felt that there was no point in following this dream.
Why should I work hard at something, put in long hours and stretch my mind to places when I already have my life figured out for me.
Once I cleared up this “plan” I have gone full speed into writing and haven't looked back.

For months I put thoughts in my father's head.
I created different narratives of what was going to be the outcome and how he was thinking.
I made assumptions that he knew how I felt even though I didn't tell him anything.
These were big mistakes to make.
I understand now how much I need to voice my concerns with people and I cannot assume their attitudes on any matter.

Telling my father I didn't want to uphold one of his biggest wishes terrified me to death.
I thought I was going to be disowned.
I thought he would hate me.
I thought so many things that kept me from taking action.
When I finally looked at those fears for what they were and overcame them, I realized how much I was in my head.
Taking action and getting out of your head is a very empowering thing.

I have to say, this was the biggest moment that changed my personality.
It set me free.
It helped me start my life on and take action on what keeps me up at night.
To fight the voices in my head of what I was put on this earth to do.


Going to a shitty boarding school with shitloads of homicidal teenagers who i both hated and avoided the asshole people running it kept lying to my parents telling them i was doing great even though most of my days consisted of being beaten to near death and used as labor for the staff that place was terrible it locked really nice but the place was a prison both me and my parents bought their sales pitch which sucked ever since i've became a realist i used to be stupid i believed life was awesome and even though it wasn't now that i look back it sucked and it has always sucked i'm very cynical and sarcastic and only think about the negatives because that's all i really see is negative bullshit and how terrible people and life can be


Travel and living outside my own culture has changed my perspective on life exponentially.

It has and continues to expand my notions about different ways of accomplishing any goal and what is possible.

As if that isn’t enough though, my preconceived notion of the need and importance of money has been shattered.
It is not that it is not necessary but how much, for I have made it a game I play with myself to see what I can accomplish with next to no money.
The results have been rather extraordinary – all due to broadening my horizons, being modest in my needs and making major shifts in my thoughts about physical ‘things’ .


Furthering my education in my early 30′s.

I had experienced life on my own, my way.
I was around my peers influences and just went with the majority.
My circle didn't included many others with a sound education.
Realizing now I was being conditioned to flow as the worldly ways were influencing me.

I realized rather quickly within my college life that have a sound set of factual information I could gather my conclusion on how I really felt compelled about something.

For a example.
(Keep in mind, my minor was sociology.
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Before college, I could say I went with the majority of the norm on the topic that African Americans are not oppressed.
The generations living today do not have the principles of slavery upon their shoulders.
Everyone has an opportunity to do better.

Within my education, I learned that is not in fact true!
The majority especially within power positions have policy enforcements to withhold minorities ever advancing.
It's true, what do you really see or is it what you wanna see?
The natives of Africa were violently taken from their homeland and abusively brought in chains mind you, the ones that survived anyway.
And was forced to work and often sold and abused while being separated from their children.
Yes, they were freed eventually.
But, what did that realistically mean? What did they have? Where would they go? Some slaves actually chose to stay with their owners.
The U.
S.
Government did nothing to get them on their feet.
No land to harvest and get a footprint on making a step into thier ability to sustain.
Yet, before violently taken from home land they had their take on production.

Forward to today's time.
You don't have slaves like what was deemed a time ago.
Instead the term is called Mass incarceration.
Before that it was Jim crow.

The labeling theory practiced in Juvenile Delinquency focuses on a very broad variety of reasoning for the generational crime and socioeconomical factors that burden and plague the future and potential not to mention forthcoming opportunities.

Generational issues created by societies conditioning within those labels and enforcing the theory onto the mindset.

Believe it or not the crime models focus with the war on drugs have failed in which its an epidemic on wrong policy choice.
That is gonna have to be another question.
The medical model has a solid hold towards function.

Feel free to comment.
I'd love a healthy debate as well as further reply on certain issues in have raised in this thread.

But to finish of the original question.
I know how to research and to make a sound conclusion in depth now.

Motto.
It's not what how you feel about it, it's what you know about it.

Half the people on my Facebook newsfeed me can tell me how they feel about gun control, abortion, or political stuff.
Yet, they can't seem to tell me why? Based on factual information.

So, why I call em out on it when they start plaguing my post on the issue that I am informed on, I just say, why you mad, bro.
? No really, why? Lol.



It is usually a negative, “shocking” experience that pushes the person out of the comfort zone, forcing one to change.

For me it was losing my younger brother to a fast progressing disease that made me ask questions about the meaning of life, purpose of us being here.

From then on following this question, searching for true, practical, tangible answers has been changing my life experience day to day…
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Yes.
I was 15 when I properly educated myself about misogyny, racism, inequality and such like terms.
I realised discrimination ran rampant and everyone was biased.
Religion, regional, gender, sexuality, everything was scrutinised! I lost respect for the people I looked up to.
Now everywhere I look, I only see the truth.
And I don’t like it.


Discovering Milgram’s research on obedience to authority in 1979.
It triggered a lifelong passion for influence techniques and communication.


The understanding that Tomorrow isn't guaranteed.


The time my brother died i was in my 30s.
I cried buckets because we were born just a year apart.
No big deal really.
But it does get you in places because it was a suicide.

There was also the time i had to transfer from the equivalent of an Ivy League University to a third tier school of lesser reknown.
That hurt.
Adjusting to people beneath you.
Taking shit from them.

My parents were very young when they married.
Their life goals and trajectories were not properly formed.
They separated after 15 years and five kids.
I was the eldest.


Parents’ divorce
Love of my stepmother
The commitment of my father to see his children once a week
My first kiss
National Honor Society
President of the Student Government Association
Changing my major from medicine to marketing (MBA)
My first job at a corporation
My first big success at the company
Meeting Melissa (my future wife)
Moving from Memphis to NY and back again (5 years)
Birth of my children (25, 21, 16 now)


Everything! :-E

Updated: 19.06.2019 — 6:33 pm

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