Journey of self discovery

I believe that we are all heroes of our own stories. I believe that we all have the potential to do good, and by doing good we have the potential to become great. By becoming great, we have the ability to become a hero, a true hero, one of a bigger story than our own.

Over the last year, I’ve changed a lot. I think anyone could say the same, with the state of the world after during and after the pandemic, civil unrest and political divide within the nation, natural disasters that burned countries and continents, etc. The thing is, I took a leap of faith. I left home, back to my birthplace and origin to discover myself. I’ve spent a year and thousands of miles away from my parents and everything I know to find my destiny and purpose.

“It is only in adventure that some people succeed in knowing themselves- in finding themselves”- Andre Gide

When I turned 18, I bought a one way plane ticket to Phoenix, Az to live with my aunt and cousins. I left to heal from my first love, but also to figure out what I was meant for. I left university less than a year prior because I wasn’t sure what I wanted in life. What I found when I arrived was amazing. Over the year I’ve been here, I’ve made so many friends, reconnected with family, seen so many amazing and inspiring things and places. Most of all, the sun here energizes me, and the clear blue skies coupled with the mountains and palm trees makes me feel like I’m in paradise. I found all of this as well as love. As much as I resisted, I fell in love again. She was amazing. She helped me forget the past pain. And then we kissed. When I told her how I felt the day before christmas, she left. It was the first time I ever fainted. I felt dead again. Ever since then, I’ve been alone, which has given me the time to think about things, to realize that even after betrayal, I can still care for my old lover but still let her go. It wasn’t my fault. It’s allowed me to heal from my father’s death, mostly, and realize that I don’t have to be him. His death was not my fault. The dreams and visions of death and destruction have almost faded. And my love is returning. We talk again, laugh, and even if it doesn’t work out I am giving myself a future to look towards, full of hope, inspiration, and maybe success if it works out the way I envision.

Here’s what I learned. It’s a bunch of bullshit, but in a good way I think. I was never meant for anything, nothing was ever pre-arranged for me, I had no purpose, only possibility. Over this last year or more, I’ve learned that we create who we are, what we are, and we decide how to get there. More importantly, we get to decide every aspect of our lives, who we spend it with, and what purpose WE give ourselves. I have a destiny in mind. Something I hope to become, something I know all of us have the potential to be. I want to be a hero, so I can help and inspire. I want to lead others out of the darkness that I felt and still feel sometimes.

I believe that we are all heroes of our own stories. I believe that we all have the potential to do good, and by doing good we have the potential to become great. By becoming great, we have the ability to become a hero, a true hero, one of a bigger story than our own.

There’s something bigger at play than our own lives. I don’t know if it’s something to do with God, or the universe, I mean I’m not very religious but possibilities, or maybe it’s something else. I don’t know. I have no idea what it is, but I feel something. It’s a feeling I’ve had my entire life, something I can’t shake, and I don’t think last year was it. It almost feels personal, and sometimes it feels like my dad really isn’t gone, but whatever it is, it feels like the world itself. It feels like more is coming.

Author: Daman Cusick

There's a lot more to me than just one sentence. If you want to know more about who I am, visit the about page on the website.

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