My Life before I pursued a change in my sexuality was what I would call “A Hot Mess”. Yes, I had my moments where I thought I was having the time of my life but in those moments I also felt Lonely, empty, shackled, and unloved. The more lost I was, the worse it got. My life was so consumed by homosexuality, drugs and liquor that I wouldn’t give the time of day to my family. Having been raised in a strong Christian home, I felt a deep conflict between what I had known to be good and right, and the life I was living. I woke up hungover on June 11th, 2016 after a night of drinking and drug use. That evening my friends went to Pulse, a club in Orlando. 2:02 am is when everything changed. Saying our goodbyes, we heard a big POP! I dropped my drink realizing the sounds were gunshots. As we ran, I was shot several times. I fell down pulling my friends with me. As I was struggling to stand back up, I felt a footstep behind my left leg and heard a loud snap which resulted in my left femur being broken. I couldn’t move or even feel my legs, so I covered my head and stayed still.