My passion first started when I moved to the Lowveld. I had moved to Nelspruit with not much vision in mind as to where I was going in life. I found myself spending most of my time seeking approval in all the wrong places. The alcohol gave me the encouragement to make friends and meet girls. It also came with the consequence of car accidents, getting pulled over by traffic officers and nearly getting arrested. I found myself continually learning hard lessons. These things equaled many regrets. Eventually, I lost friends because I got too out of hand. People would not hang around me anymore. This lifestyle went on for quite some time.

After a few years, I finally came to realise it was time for a choice called ‘change’. It was old year’s eve; I was sitting with my younger, more responsible brother, having a beer.