They messed up and told me I was great.
How it all began.
When I was a child my parents always told me I was special. They always told me I could do anything I set my mind to. They told me I was great. It’s funny, my father would always say to me, “Michael, the only reason your mother and I got together was to make you… because there is no reason on this EARTH your mother and I should have stayed together this long. I know for a fact it was to make your little butt.”
Growing up in Washington, DC I was told many times by my own kind that I would never amount to anything because of the streets I was from. How is it that someone can just open their mouth and fix their lips to smash the dreams a little boy whose desire is to save the world? It would hurt for a moment realizing that this person didn’t believe in me, often times it was someone close – teacher, neighbor, or family. I never understood why they didn’t believe in me, I just knew they didn’t. So over time I stopped believing in myself, because if no one else could see my vision then maybe it wasn’t real. I spent a lot of time in self-doubt just trying to figure out my place in the world; mind you I’m only like nine at the time. My dreams were being crushed and I hadn’t even reached puberty.
For some reason, silly people are under the impression that where one starts their journey dictates where it’ll end. I never believed that – and it’s because of my parents. I could have told myself a million times I was great but it wouldn’t have meant anything if someone else didn’t confirm it for me. I truly believe that no matter how great you know you are, you won’t fully understand until someone looks you in the eyes and says “I believe in you”. That feeling will sink your heart, make your knees weak, and your eyes heavy. There were many times when I lost that belief in myself just because of growing pains, but when I got that confidence back… you wouldn’t understand the fire that was burning in my soul.
That’s where they messed up, they told me I was great. That’s where they messed up, they fueled my fire. That’s where they messed up, they loved me. They done messed up now. I’ll become a hero, with our without a mask.
SN: if you’ve ever seen the Netflix series ‘House of Cards’, there was an ending scene where Frank and Freddie were in the Oval office chatting about something. As that scene was coming to an end it had Freddie’s grandson standing in the hallway gazing at presidential pictures; Freddie walked out and told his grandson there was no reason to dream that big because it would never happen. The light in the grandson’s eyes extinguished and the scene ended. That there was the shattering of a child’s dream.