When I was 12, my best friend died in a stabbing. Fearing for my own safety, I started carrying a knife for protection.
Two years later, I got in a fight and pulled my knife thinking it would protect me. It only made the situation worse and I was stabbed several times in the back. I almost died.
While I was recovering in hospital, my girlfriend made me realise that things had to change. She helped me see that for the sake of my family I needed to put down the knife.
Now, as well as looking after my family, I spend time fixing and riding BMX bikes – a passion that gives me the headspace I need, and helps me see the possibilities in front of me.
_#knifefree since 31.08.15