My childhood dream, 13 years old, become a U of C fighter.

I was a national champion at 17, 18 in wrestling.

At 19 years old, I was fighting fighting professionally and the American dream might have happened because I was getting paid to do what I love for a living.

But still I wasn't fulfilled.

I dealt with depression and dealt with addiction so at 23 years old I attempted suicide.

Lights out life was over life wasn't worth living. I wanted to do something with my life that was worthwhile. That was

meaningful. I had a vision. It was like a movie in my mind and I saw myself walking down a foot path.

I heard drumming and I got in and I met these people. I didn't know who they were.

I knew they had darker skin, but I just saw

their suffering and then I felt overwhelmed, like absolutely 100% overwhelmed. Who are

they're forgotten? That's the Py Pyneys. They're in the Congo.

I fell in love with the people.

They fell in love with me too.

Five over seven children have died just because of dirty water.

So that's like equivalent to a hundred school buses. seven children have died just because of dirty water.

So that's like equivalent to a hundred school buses

falling off a cliff every day.

The problem was way too big, I was way too small.

Water changes everything. Water is life. Without it, they're dying. And so you bring in

fresh water to a place and it changes the culture. I just want to be the best that I can be,

but now I feel like it's shifted to where I'm not doing it just for myself.

But within the May, in five years I hope, I'm that Bellator Heavywood Champion.

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