I am not the kind to give up lightly. They may have said, “Let’s not fight,” and I still wouldn’t have listened.
Yes, I am a fighter. I learned to be a fighter from my dad. That mentality—a warrior’s attitude, a winning mindset—serves me well while I’m fighting. I was unable to attend this occasion. My nose began bleeding, and you all saw it. I resigned with maturity, not loss, tonight.
I hope she can be happy and keep going till the very end. I try not to pass judgment on others. I am not in this to pass judgment.
My only intention in stepping into the ring was to fight for what I believed in. That did not occur. I see it as a sign that this was my father’s and God’s will.
I can’t declare with authority if this is correct or incorrect. No, I’m not. As a boxer, I stepped into the ring and fought as my profession required. Even though I was unsuccessful, I am leaving with a strong sense of self-confidence and a heavy heart.
