“Before I leave Baltimore, I want to make peace with Baltimore.”-Boutzie’
This post has been in the making for quite some time now. One of my resolutions for my life is to start sharing my story behind the story. Giving more depth into who I am and why I do what I do. And since been given the freedom and green light to do so, let me share with you all my perspective on Baltimore.
They say if you can make it in Baltimore, then you can make it anywhere else in the world. And that statement is the truest thing you will ever hear from a Baltimorian. Baltimore from my point of view is a great city with a lot of turmoil. It’s a city that is part of the world but considered to be another world on its own. And when you come to Baltimore you can feel the distinguish separatism of who is poor and who is rich. You can clearly tell who is oblivious to the issues and who sees the issues taking place in this city. None the less this is not why I am writing this article. I am writing this article to somewhat share why I am making peace with Baltimore.
Growing up for me was the not the easiest. I was born into a lifestyle, not of my choosing. And it has taken me 15 years to finally realized it was never my fault. It has also taken me 15 years to realize that this was all part of God’s plan for my life. So, therefore, I can finally share some things.
The lifestyle in which I was born into was all part of the plan. And when I say part of the plan I mean this; to see people hustle and grind for what they wanted. Baltimore has taken a lot from me but has also given me so much in the same token. It has given me the ability to be determined in whatever I do. To push harder and grind for my dreams. And to always appreciate the struggle and the hustle no matter what.
Baltimore and I have never clicked. This stems from my childhood upbringing and what I went through. For a long time, I have resented my city for all the pain it caused. Even now I still somewhat do, but not as much as before. With age comes wisdom and I have obtained that. I love Baltimore at the end of the day. I would not change being born in this city or the lifestyle. I appreciate both aspects because I do not think I would be who I am today. Yes, it is a tough city to live and or thrive in. And yes, some parts are like third world countries. But at the end of the day, it’s still home. And I will forever want a chicken box with western fries and a half/half.
My upbringing will always be what it was. Baltimore will always be Baltimore. It will always have its bad moments, but it will continue to have good ones. I learned while in London you have to appreciate where you come from. You have to understand that where you come from helps you on the journey. And when you see that, all the pain, resentment, heartache and stress go out the door.
Baltimore, I love you and I have made peace with you. And where ever I go, I will always speak of you.