No one’s perfect.
We all come into this world with different paths, different scars, different battles.
Have I made mistakes?
Absolutely. But my mistakes don’t define me. My ability to rise after them does.
I’ve fought battles most can’t see.
I was physically and mentally abused by my father as a kid.
I was teased relentlessly growing up as the only Asian kid in my school.
I came home some days wishing I wasn’t even Asian.
I got jumped, mocked, and made to feel like I didn’t belong.
But that pain built my purpose.
When I moved to Houston, I found strength. I lifted weights. I boxed. I trained jiu-jitsu. I found my confidence.
I learned that being different is my superpower.
I used to be Buddhist. At 16, I became Christian, looking for deeper meaning. But when my father abandoned us, left my mom, my sister, and me for dead while claiming God told him to,
I lost faith. Not in God, but in the lies people tell in His name.
That’s why I don’t trust religion, but I do trust truth. The Bible is a history book. A spiritual guide. And a warning about the monetary system we’re trapped in.
I’ve never stopped seeking the truth.
I’ve fallen down rabbit holes. Dug through conspiracies.
I got exiled by my own family in 2020 for thinking differently.
But that didn’t break me. It woke me up.
I’m a visionary, a truth seeker, a creative soul who believes in freedom.
I want to break the chains of this enslavement system.
I want to give people hope.
That’s why I’m on here.
Not because it’s easy, but because most people won’t dare say what I say or do what I do.
And behind it all is my son.
He’s my everything.
I love being a father more than anything else in this world.
I fought tooth and nail in court. I became the first person in Kentucky to help pass a joint custody law, giving parents equal rights and sparking similar changes across the country back in 2017.
I’ve slept in my car.
I’ve been homeless.
I’ve lost everything. More than once.
But I never gave up. And I never stopped learning.
I’m not perfect. I have ADHD. I bounce from idea to idea, passion to passion.
It drives people crazy sometimes. It’s even one of the reasons relationships don’t last. I don’t lack commitment. I just live in constant motion.
But even through the chaos, I mean well. I love hard. I give back.
I volunteer during the holidays for kids with no presents.
I believe people deserve second chances, because I know what it’s like to be written off.
I've made wealth. I've lost wealth.
I got burned in the space like many of you have, but I never blamed anyone.
I kept going. I kept showing up.
Because I believe in a greater good.
I believe the XRP Ledger will activate. I believe in the silver short squeeze. I believe in God and the reset.
I believe in us.
People can hate. They can judge.
But they’ll never outwork me. They’ll never out-care me.
And for those that say I jump from community to community, maybe I was meant to.
Maybe I was meant to be in all of them, to serve a bigger mission:
To bring value.
To bring awareness.
To bring truth.
I may not be perfect, but I’m real.
And that’s more rare than people realize these days.
If you’re reading this, thank you.
Keep pushing. Keep healing. Keep building.
Because we’re just getting started.
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