The funny thing about poverty is that it commonly accompanies the things I was rescued from (drugs, drinking, crime, violence, etc.) and that’s where I found my new family. Searching for love, support, and a sense of belonging. My aunt was doing her best to raise a man but lost grip of me as I started searching for my own family. The years to follow weren’t all glitz and glamour as I endured a stretch of physical and sexual abuse. My father denied me and I was lucky enough to be adopted by one of my aunts who 10 years later moved me from Massachusetts to Arizona, removing me from what was most likely to become my downfall. In 1989 I was born addicted to drugs and was taken from my mother, undeniably for good reason. Most of my family struggles with some level of addiction and mental health problems, and many of them phase in and out of jail or prison.
I come from a large extended family in New Bedford, Massachusetts where crime and disorder runs thick in our blood. Hi Nico, where are your from? We’d love to hear about how your background has played a role in who you are today?
We had the good fortune of connecting with Nico Wilson and we’ve shared our conversation below.
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