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A Queen’s Vision.
Submitted by: Lonyae McCune
Los Angeles, CABorn and raised in Los Angeles, CA. I was adopted at age 5 by a woman named Mrs. Clara. I went to four different high schools each year due to being in various foster homes. That changed the trajectory of my life. My perspective on life shifted at a young age. I began to want everything I wasn’t able to get. I joined gangs. I became the teen that no one wanted. Mrs. Clara saw otherwise, she seen greatness in me where I thought it to be absent.
I grew up with the notion of “why me”? At age 5 I had no idea why life was happening to me. My biological mother was a crackhead. I have no knowledge base of my biological father. That may be the reason I viewed men the way I did. I lived with the mentality that I don’t need a man to help me, I don’t seek the validation of a man to be happy.
I was born and raised in Los Angeles, CA. I was adopted at age 5 by a woman named Mrs. Clara. I went to four different high schools each year due to being in various foster homes. That changed the trajectory of my life. My perspective on life shifted at a young age. I began to want everything I wasn’t able to get. I joined gangs. I became the teen that no one wanted. Mrs. Clara saw otherwise, she saw greatness in me where I thought it to be absent.
I had decided to make life happen for me. I chose all the wrong routes. I became the youth that no one wanted because of my track record.
Imagine being told, that you will never amount to anything, or, your mom did drugs and you will end up doing the same thing. Those were the words I lived with for years until
I decided it was time for me to do better. So I joined the US Army at age 18. That’s where I learned discipline, respect for others, and where I developed a passion to better myself through the way of personal development. The Army professionally developed me but I was still lacking the personal side. I had to step inside myself to find myself.
Shortly after, I was discharged from the army for being “overweight”. To the naked eye, I was not overweight at all. To my own doctor, I was not overweight either but according to the army standards, I was.
This actually catapulted my life. I was finally free to be me. What this negative action did was give me a reason to love fitness. I had a point to prove to myself. I went and got certified as a personal fitness trainer and since then I have been working out every day.
The moral of my story is I did not let any circumstance circumvent me from becoming great. Thank you for The Secret!