“I can remember, before I got saved, how angry I was. Man, I was angry at life itself. So I lashed out on anybody I wanted to and fought because I enjoyed it. I’ve even had my share of being picked on, called names, being the center of jokes and looked down on. It was fun to them, but not to me.
People thought that I was weak because I wouldn’t say or do anything back – so I started fighting any chance I got to, just to try to prove them otherwise. I lost some, I won some. But those losses only made me want to fight more. They fueled my rage. They gave me more reasons to be angry.”