User:Zink Dawg/Basic Info

''' I go by a few names but, Zink Dawg is the one used nowadays.. I'm basically 100% Mexicano. I'm a pretty simple guy. I live in Southern California, U.S.A. I consider myself lucky to be alive and so do people around me. I have to admit I've been through my share of life experiences. I seen and done things that you will never want to see or have to do. I pride myself in who I am and what I stand for (Sur 13). For the past 5 years, I've been known as a gang member. I been in prison which has taught me to value freedom.

In 2009 the gang life finally caught up with me. I decided this wasn't the way I wanted to live my life.


 * On September 5th, 2009 I drop out of the Sureño gang.

I have nightmares, because I don't want to die. I am trying to do as many things right as I can now. I believe that I was put on this earth to do something great. I believe that now. I didn't used to think that. I really used to think that I was a piece of shit. That is what I used to think about myself. I used to wake up every day and think that what I had was all that life was about. In a world that was no bigger than my corner or my block or my neighborhood. I know that none of the things that I have witnessed, none of the things that have happened to me has been an accident. I even believe that there is a reason that I haven't been killed yet. The streets won't love you. They don't and they won't. When you are out there, you will believe that this is what life is about. The sad thing is that when you go to jail you will realize that those fools don't love you. I know the in's and outs of this lifestyle. I know it well and - I have grown up Now. I want my homeboys to understand that there is more to life.

I was relieved to realize that my world could be bigger than where I was from. I appreciated living somewhere where I didn't have to always come out strapped with a gun. When I think back on my life and all the mistakes I've made, ironically, I feel blessed. The fact that I even survived the horrors I committed and experienced in my past only feeds my guilty conscience. But I realize now that part of the reason I suffered and inflicted suffering on others was because of my blind acceptance of false beliefs. Now, my eyes are open and I am on a mission to wake others up to the truth about the culture of violence and possibilities for life beyond the 'hood.

Bottom line: I'm crying for help. I'm hoping that someone, anyone, will hear me and care.

As a youngster, I struggled at times in school. At a age of 5 years old I was diagnosed with A.D.D and ADHD.

Please take a look at my Details. '''

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