I’m like a snake shedding it’s skin. Shedding my old life, all the pain and torment is in the past while I figure out who I am.
I fled from one monster only to find three more.
What do a professional MMA fighter, a man who struggles to let anyone in, and our coach have in common?
Me.
They help me train. Help me find myself, my strength, my solace through MMA training and through my now uncaged desires.
When the nightmares that plague my sleep come calling, will the strength I’ve found be enough?
