TheGxldenAsia

 Over the past 4 years of Becoming who I am and the process of building "Asia" and "The golden Asia" was extremely hard. I put blood sweat and tears to becoming the person I am today. I haven't gotten far but, as a person who is locally known as I am I've damn sure made more than an impact and yes babyyyyy I got the recipes to prove it. 

Lets start from the beginning shall we ? My name is Maryah pronounced Mariah like Carey... the singer? yeah. I'm 21 born July 10th I'm a cancer... yeah . that's my zodiac . Maryah turned Asia in Middle school . the name stuck because of my chinky eyes (no offense to some) they called me a little asian and don't get me started on how much I use to love hello kitty ! 

Tuh! you was not a bad B*tch if you didn't love you some hello kitty okay. 

I felt comfortable transitioning into Asia because Maryah fell apart a long time ago ... growing up I was molested in and out of school from what age? I couldn't even tell you that even if I wanted to because I don't remember I used this alter ego "Asia" to be someone I wasn't as Maryah. confident. I had the looks, I had it all actually if you wanna be technical my mother raised me spoiled . literally I had everything any child could want... except love. 

I was fed off of materialism and faking my happiness so much as a kid I think that my mom thought that's what I wanted. she was fine giving it to me . my mom would go broke to make sure that her kids had it . thats for damn sure . but, she wasn't attentive to me how I needed her to be, how I wanted her to be. 

I lacked love. 

growing up as a black child or a Caribbean we are told to keep quiet, to protect, what happens at home stays at home. for years I did just that for years it caused me to get the ass whooping of my life ass whooping I didn't deserve because I was taught to stay silent and the only thing that was eating me up was the fact that I was getting touched and didn't know how to open up about it .

now here you have it . this bad ass b*tch in high school and I aint talking bout the looks baby . I was always fighting always talking back always in trouble it really got to the point where my best friend had to play a part and pretend to be my mom when I would get in trouble in school . octavia bitch thank you . 

this was the transitioning into Asia . 

I feel like all that trouble was because I lost a person close to me my bro so I spiraled I caused my mother hell and shit I'm not gonna lie I put her through a lot and I feel like she deserve it though because once again all them ass whooping was never a joke . I fought my mom half way through my junior year and ended up moving into Massachusetts with my dad . prom was going on I didn't know nobody so I didn't go I lost another brother though ... senior year lost another . senior year was the year of change for me but the summer of junior year was really when "Asia" became Asia . 

I was always at parties in brockton colonel bell drive if you know then you mf know! thats how I met dez he's an event planner , my mentor , my guidance , my shit I don't even know lord bless that man. Money? if I needed it he helped , rides? he was on it school? made sure I was on it. fighting? did everything possible to get me to stop. arguing with my dad? he made sure I had a place to lay and most of all the promoter I am today is because of him he molded "Asia" to becoming "THE golden girl" oh yeah ! shout out to that mf Cjthepromoter too at one point of time he was really my dog . but, the helped me become the top female promoter in brockton and Boston and yes mf I took over providence too . So dez... if you read this thank you for sticking by my side. 

it's crazy how I go from promoting for him to him promoting for me to me being right by his side collaborating on events with him. thats some Golden ass shit.