I grew up in a small town Northern BC, with my mom, dad and brother, where outdoors and sports were my everyday life. After Highschool I moved to Calgary where I went to School at Mount Royal College, taking Kinesiology, because I was good at sports and why not. After realizing I wasn’t going to make it as a professional snowboarder and dropping out of school, I started my focus into the restaurant industry, where I first started managing my own restaurant, moved into the money makin’ jobs in the night clubs, and thats where I got locked into the lifestyle.
Couple years later, was in many, many small relationships where I was treated like shit but kept them going to make me feel accepted, had a horrible experience with an abortion, fell in love and had my heart broken for the first time. After crying at almost everything I looked at, I decided to pack up and move to Kelowna. What a love/hate relationship I have with that town. Many good times, but many too good of times with not the right crowd. Realizing I needed a change and winter depression kicked in, I packed up my stuff and spontaneously moved to Vancouver.
Seven years later, here I am, another painful heartbreak and massive life adjustments with my running shoes by my side. I’ve deciding for once to deal with my shit, stay in one place and realize what has been wrong in my life that has been causing me all this stress, unhapiness and lack of feeling appreciated.