Did You Really Choose Your Life?
When was the last time you made a real choice?
I was born in Calgary, Alberta up in the great country of Canada. For those unaware, it’s the third or forth most known city outside of Toronto, Montreal, and Vancouver. It’s a relatively clean city that runs on the oil and gas industry. It’s fairly quiet and tame. The most exciting thing about it seems to be the rivalry with the other major provincial city of Edmonton just a brisk three hour drive to the north. It’s also where the HBO show The Last of Us was partially shot (I got to see some of the sets they did in episode 2!).
I was also born into a family of Vietnam War refugees who fled their homeland as one of the ‘boat people’. I am the middle child of three siblings, an older brother, and a younger sister. Of course, the other brother got along better with my father, and my sister, the only girl, with my mother. Other than the usual parental provisions of money, food, shelter, and clothing, I mainly took care of myself. I did well in school with minimal help from anyone, biked across the city just because, or go visit my friends whenever I could.
I was also physically abused and beat often ever since I was a little boy. I would hide in my room and draw, or endlessly play video games and watch movies. Looking back, I think it was my way of escaping. It’s…
