I am a father, a son, a brother, a confidant, and a lover. I am me. I am imperfect. I have weak moments and give in to my temptations. I have trying times that test my character and I have failed. I can only strive to be better. Every day I learn from the mistakes that I’ve made in the past. And the truth is, sometimes, I won’t learn right away. Sometimes I will have to fall over the same pitfalls several times, before I learn, but eventually, I do learn. I have opinions and ideas, and understand they can change as I grow, and it most likely will. I make a lot of mistakes and U-turns, so that when I do get to my destination, it is all that much more full filling. I do sometimes blame and resent others for my misfortune, but in due time I always take a step back and self reflect. I am imperfect. I make jokes that are not funny. I write with many grammatical errors. I talk when I should listen, and say nothing when I should talk. I am imperfect. I am imperfect, because I am continuing to