Enough is Enough

Inspired by many, intrigued by simplicity, empowered by truth, John Dare.

I am happy to publish my first blog as a part of the Be Heard Campaign. There may be a lot of unanswered questions when it comes to the beginning product of this project but the motivation behind it is simple and the end result is inevitable. Enough is enough. My enough and your enough may be different, but I am sure everyone has reached that point in their lives when they have simply had enough. 

I think it is most appropriate to give some background on myself and to narrow down some of the suspicions of what I have in store as far as content for the site. I currently reside in Florida and have been here for over 25 years. My father was in the military so we did quite a bit of traveling in my earlier years, even across seas. I graduated high school in 2003 and had made general manager for a local title company. I also enrolled into a local community college and soon found out I was not ready for the college life. Over the next ten years I had experienced many different aspects of life. I got first hand experience of what it was like living as an adult in a not so great neighborhood. In America, there are approximately 19,355 cities between the 50 states that make up our great land. And statistically, my hometown is the 5th city with the highest murder rates out of 19,000 cities. That really hits home when you think about who could be living right next door or even across the street from you. I experienced many different relationships and some where not so great. Some of the things that followed these experiences was drug use, sex addictions, procrastination, violence, emotional instability, and social destruction. Who is the person who loses themselves to themselves! Or the one who does not learn from thy mistakes. I would refer to them as a repeat offender to failure.    

One of the greatest experiences I have yet to experience is the death of my eldest brother, 37 at the time, in a attempted home invasion. As I mentioned earlier, living in a city with such a high murder rate does not mean anything to someone who has not experienced a tragic event first hand. Well let me rephrase that; we as humans have the ability to create a world around us that put blind spots in reality, just so our lives can be more comfortable at night. When the incident happened, I was in Atlanta getting ready to call it my new home and enroll into Morehouse University. Me and a few friends were on our way out to have a few drinks when I received the call that he had been shot twice in the stomach with a shot gun. Everything in that moment had left my body, My soul, my mind, my thoughts, my heart. I was so numb that I actually went out in 40 degree whether, no shirt, and laid on the side walk. It was really a relief because I could feel something again. At the time of the call he was still talking and functioning enough to describe two hooded guys tried to force him in the home. He would not let them in because my mother and his daughter was in the house. The cops where on the scene questioning him and anyone else that was around, but they would not let anyone near him. It took the ambulance 45 minutes to arrive and take him to the E.R. On October 18, 2011, 3:37 a.m. I received the last call from my mother telling me he had passed away. That was the saddest seven hours I had driven anywhere in my life as I headed back home to deal with it all. 

Just when I thought it could not get any worse, my mothers health was a wreck and she controlled her emotions through alcohol and violence. She had multiple heart problems including a pace maker, and was in no shape to deal with the death of her eldest child. My father also had multiple health issues but stays pretty active and eats correctly. He learned how to hide his sickness and make it appear that he was well when he really was not. And I, the aspired college student had gotten myself in the biggest rut yet to come. This particular night, I was having drinks with a friend, and upon him dropping me off, I woke up the next morning in jail with a D.U.I. When I woke up the next day strapped down to a bed, I was sure I had really gone and did it this time. Long story short, my life had become what I had wished for so long that it would not be, over complicated and under contributed. I had become the very person that I said I would never be and strive hard not to be. I felt like the ultimate loser. In 2012, I was sentenced to a year of probation and a fee of $3200 that needed to be paid within a years time, or else!! I had no job, I had no resources, but I did have one great friend who would not see me hurt anymore than I had too (Love you Ronda). She made she call the technical things where handled such as DUI classes, victim panels, etc. I on the other hand got to work right away looking for free therapy because I knew that was apart of probation and not for profits that I could volunteer at as a part of reducing my probation hours. I was a success. Not only did I gain hours, but I also gained experience in social services, business development, coaching, and community liaison services.

On January 06, 2014, I was released from probation with clean hands. It was time to get back in the game and start making a healthy living again. O there was just one thing; Over the last 3 years I had put in over 4,000 online applications (4,007 to be exact) and had only landed 5 interviews. Two of the jobs did not hire me because of my background check and the other because of my credit report. So what was the excuse for the other 4,007 employers. So I decided to look at my resume and see what was really going on and the strangest thing happened. I noticed that all of the employers I had worked for over the years and that was listed on my resume were companies that had been closed. ALL OF THEM, except one which was the Department of Health. If they wanted a business reference how was it possible to get anyone if they were all closed. Eagle Title & Abstract, closed for title fraud, Customer Care Plus, closed for scamming customers, Sweet Bay Supermarket, bought out by Walmart, Mortgage Investors, closed for scamming people, Universal Health Care, closed for medicare fraud. Another thing that puzzled me was they had all shout down for similar things expect SweetBay. Lord, am I cursed and what does this say about my work ethic. Why do I keep attracting myself to this situation. Then it hit me, I had become a product of the environment in a negative way not only in my personal life, but also in business as well. Why was this not apparent to me early on. 

Everything that I have talk about only says one thing to me: acquired experience. No one can take it, no one can change it, and no one can relieve those moments physically. I could be sour about it all.I have been sour about it all. And it has gotten me no where. By no fault of our own, my mother and I still reside in the home where my brother was murdered. I actually sleep in his room which is where he was murdered at his back door. People ask me am I scared to live in that room and I always reply “why would I be scared”? They might come back for you, you might see his ghost, or you might here him calling your name at night! Trust me, one of my biggest goals of the moment is getting my mom out of this house. With her multiple health problems and her broken heart, she has managed to not only stop drinking, but also find hope within herself to keep living for her other two kids. So I think it is only right to live for her as well.

Campaign Be Heard was inspired by all the experiences read above. It is about showing the world who you really are outside of all the many experiences that you gather in life. It is about not letting society or anyone label you by not offering you the job, and not letting you express the artistic membrane that drives the soul behind your physical self. What do I bring to the table you say? Natural born listener, which generates great coaching, which generates great leadership, which generates great relationships. I have so many areas that I would like to work in that the only way to do that is to bring “relative” and “relevant” information to this page. Unseen talent, political discussions, what its like living in the hood, what it takes to leave, habits and addictions, positive emotional intelligence, and what needs to be done to close the gap between living a life you have to live, and one that you want to live. Ultimately, I would like the name Campaign Be Heard to be known as one of the solutions to making opportunities available to people who may not have had the first chance. In my attempt to better the world one voice at a time, I have a goal to raise $1 million dollars just from being heard. I also have a goal to acquire these things in order for this campaign to grow to its peak:

Goal #1- A fully equiped office space with at least three office suits, a reception area, and a meeting room

Goal#2- Support from volunteers to develop training and development models

Goal#3- Salary for a staff of seven for a two years time including myself.

Goal#4 Research funds to interview unemployed citizens and learn what qualities and traits may be similar in people who have trouble finding employment, and success in life. 

I have the skill, I have the drive, I will be heard. With your help, we can be heard together. 


John Dare





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