The Return of Robert Jay Arnold


My birth name is Robert Jay Arnold. A name that over the years of different challenges and struggles I grew a certain disdain for. Half of my friends called me War and the other half called me Fox for different reasons. All details that I will share in my book The Story of Warren Fox.

No I am not going to change the name of the book because it carries even more meaning and is a crucial part of the plot. Keep reading along and you will get it. I will add the other chapters soon.

Returning to my original name means that I have finally found peace and have conquered the demons of my past. Now I will use my birth name to deal with the demons in the future. Sorry for all of the confusion. Just one of those little growing pains that we all have to deal with. Keep training.

Comments

CRB said…
Thank you for admitting it takes courage to be yourself.
August 6, 2010 at 7:55 AM
Unknown said…
I found your blog through your youtube, I appreciate your wisdom. It's funny, I too began calling myself by my birth name recently because the demons in my past also caused me resent the name my parents gave me.
December 30, 2010 at 12:58 PM
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