Since November 2008, I have carried a shield around. A shield that represents more than myself; rather, an organization. A fraternity…a brotherhood.
Iota Phi Theta means more to me than a multitude of things in life. Greek life does change you. For me, it became my shield and the fire that chiseled my being.
I would not generally describe myself as anything. I let everyone else bring the description according to my actions. The thing is that I never dictated them; rather, I was passive. It took a lot to have a more active, less passive persona. I always thought that if I was too active, I would hurt people’s feelings. The thing I learned is that those who truly support me will understand me. Others will move on with their lives. Why should I care to begin with?
So, I decided to let all the strings go and cut loose with life. I can care less about the past because no one in it cares about me. So, why spend my time having sincere compassion about a past that has forgotten about me. Perhaps it is time for me to forget about it.