The Hidden Cost of Social Conformity: A Raw Testament to a True American

My family turned their back on me when I started standing up for being an American and not a United States citizen. They had me thrown in the Mental Hospital for observation ??, and the paperwork said 4 line items:

1. Has really big guns ??

2. Takes a gun with him everywhere ??

3. Walks around the house with a gun ??

4. Claims to be part of the Moorish Nation, which I'm not… Moors aren't American, they are African ??.

The team of specialists said there's nothing wrong with me; I just know things that the average person doesn't know.

Go back years, and many people called me crazy ?? and distanced themselves when I said I'm a Traveler, not a Driver ??. But the judge gave me a monologue saying everything I said was true, complimented how well my case was put together, and said, "I WISH MORE AMERICANS WOULD COME IN HERE AND DO THIS!" ?? Then he gave me a standing ovation, and multiple state prosecutors came over and shook my hand ??, saying I should think about becoming an attorney… I said, but that would change my status, and we all laughed together because they know what it means.? I won 3 out of 4 of my own court cases, all by myself. The other one I won in appeals court but moving to Charlotte caused me to overlook the deadline to submit paperwork.

See, whenever I talk to "REAL" experts… they know what I'm talking about. That makes me question, why do you have a problem with the truth?

What's my problem with society…?? I watched society destroy every bond in my family ??. My daughter's mother chose to make life difficult, saying Daughter is going to be A United States citizen just like her mother.?? I watched Society destroy my neighborhood, I watched it destroy you; you just don't know it yet.? And I'm tired of you complaining and doing nothing about it, and judging me for my action.

1. Economic Pressures ??

?? - Poverty forcing multiple jobs, absent parents

?? - Financial stress creating household tension

?? - Unequal opportunities dividing siblings

?? - Housing instability separating family units

?2. Educational Disparities ??

?? - Academic achievement causing family jealousy

?? - Being ostracized for intellectual gifts

?? - Pressure to "dumb down" to fit in

?? - First-generation college conflicts

3. Substance Abuse Impact ??

?? - Drug epidemics destroying communities

?? - Watching loved ones spiral into addiction

?? - System failing to provide adequate treatment

?? - Generational trauma from substance abuse

4. Social Environment ???

?? - Mass incarceration breaking apart families

?? - Lost generation of peers to prison/death

?? - Community violence creating trauma

?? - Limited escape routes from toxic cycles

5. Psychological Isolation ??

?? - Being "different" within your own family

?? - Carrying the weight of unfulfilled potential

?? - Survivor's guilt watching others fall

?? - Emotional distance from shared trauma

It dawned on me, I'm being penalized in life over and over because ignorance in exchange for acceptance is so popular. I predict things up to 7 years in advance ??, in an attempt to save the stupid world, only to be gaslighted and exiled for being too far advanced… too far beyond general comprehension… Only to be called when it's too late, with how they feel now when they don't know what to do. It numbs you in ways you never knew you could be numbed. I often wonder are there any others like me, but I'm still alone and cold…? hold on, let me put my hoodie on…..

I didn't feel anything when my father died years ago; of course, there was no inheritance… No plan for the future, or maybe there was and it was stolen or intercepted, who knows… It's Dec 11th, and I've been searching for a feeling since Sept 28th when I was told grandma passed. I saw the call… but we don't talk, so I didn't answer. I read the message… I remember bringing Grandma $40 soul food plates ??? and giving her $50 or $100 dollars… I remember falling off and not having fiat currency and stopping by and being told I wasn't anything during those days… I never even met 95% of my family.? I was the ghost.

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Reminds me of being one of the smartest, most accomplished in school, while smoking weed, watching all the other kids being celebrated ?? for minor trivias and my mother telling me she should have gotten a dog because I asked for something, or at 12 being told she can’t wait until I'm 18 so I could get the heck out. There was never any rewards….? Only the feeling of obligation.? Have you ever wanted to end your parents when you were a kid because you were tired of being yelled at? ?? Yeah, there's a reason I ask you not to raise your voice around or at me.

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I remember getting ready to push both my thumbs through the throat of another kid during a fight over Nintendo at the boys' club; he was a little bigger than me, so I had grabbed him by the throat with both hands and began pushing my thumbs in his neck until they pulled me off… In my mind, I saw the blood start pouring on the floor, but it hadn't happened yet. I was 8.

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I was 8 when I decided to avoid society because I already wanted to end so much permanently. I had to stay away from society because people think they are playing a game, and they expect you to play along when they play too much. I wanted to end the play forever.

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See, you get the satisfaction of feeling privileged to share how you feel… because you have soft feelings that you can express in public. In my early 20s, they said, "Pasha, you can't tell people that's how you feel about them; here's a year probation for terroristic threatening…" for the same words you get to say to each other all the time… because you’re not a real threat.?

Society knows the difference between you and a person who would change the world if given the same chance as you… So society has been trying to take my voice for my whole life… so they may feel safe. One teacher locked me in the cubby room because I would answer all the questions before the other kids… Ignorant people have been trying to steal my joy my whole life… I don't blame you because I know you don't know any better, most of you. But if I had a button, I would absolutely push it. ???

I avoid society because every day you remind me. You remind me of why I can't feel anymore.? You are my greatest pain,? As I watch your fake smiles ??, your fake associations all for fake money ?? while I fight to build some real stuff through the pain, I decide to try and help you all evolve, I made investments in each one of you, but look, you see how that goes… That's why you’re reading this now and acting like you don’t see me or my post, right? You can't be seen with me, right? Might hurt your associations.? Reminds you that I hurt your feelings simply asking you to keep it real.? But for me, the only hope I have to get rid of this pain is for you to grow or die.?

Do you see why I want to help you with things you don't understand? Do you see why I chose #BrandingAmerica? ??? See why I need you to know the truth.? Branding is my therapy and it gives America power to heal.

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Pasha Paroh?

American Brand Evoker & Critical Solutions Expert