Prelude: Letter to my 17-year-old self from 25 years of “living”.

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Writing is my way out of the darkness of my thoughts. My training for adversity.

You need to celebrate your graduation: 1. I plan to be there. 2. It should remind you of how far you’ve come. Think back. 5 years ago. Things weren’t half this good.
3. We need happy moments bro. They’re few but we need them.

Number 2 hit me. I looked back at how far I had come. From the scrawny kid who knew nothing about sex, to the less scrawny, slightly confident, heart broken, sarcastic, ambitious, mild extrovert with a penchant for technology, and movies made before the 2000s — unless they are Tarantinos. Duh.

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Cameroonian writer and video creator. Featured in LEVEL and P.S. I Love You. I write about building relationships and personal transformation.

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