My journey toward happiness began the day I was shot by a stranger. My injuries left me permanently disabled, but I turned that challenge into an opportunity to find meaning in my life and inspire others. When I was paralyzed due to a GSW to the abdomen, I never would have guessed that I would love life more than I ever did before.

 
 
 
 

 
 

My story begins here.

Years ago, I suffered from a spinal cord injury after being shot multiple times. After the SCI, I went into a deep depression. I found myself as a single father in a wheelchair, adjusting to a completely new and difficult lifestyle. I was also dangerously overweight.

But my daughter inspired me. My love for her is greater than she’ll ever know. And that love inspired me to take action, and I decided to become a good role model for her. I began a weight loss journey with a fitness and nutrition regiment.

My physical and mental transformation was something that I realized had potential to help others who may be in similar situations. So I founded my non-profit, Disabled But Not Really. Individuals with disabilities should feel empowered to overcome any mental limits they may have that’s the driving force of the organization. I have grown personally and professionally, all because of my inspiring daughter.

 
 
 
 
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My daughter Nevaeh is my heart and soul, motivating me to be the best version of myself that I can be.

 

I have become who I am because of my spinal cord injury. Truly, my two wheels have been a blessing to me. I wouldn’t change a thing. Some may give in to the pressure of depression or their unfortunate circumstances, but I firmly believe that a positive attitude can make a difference. 

I strive to stay humble in my success and set a good example. Positive attitudes go a long way when you’re battling the tough stuff. And fitness and nutrition play an important role in building and maintaining positivity. One of my main goals in life is to encourage others to believe in themselves and achieve their own greatness.

 

Much love,

Wes