Robert Relic
Bio
Robert Relic
Born in Arizona 06/27/1993
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I am a self-taught writer and painter with a love for creating, learning, finding solutions, exploring new ideas, and seeing different perspectives. I began writing and painting in 2019 and I have been working on getting better ever since. My first book was a challenge, but also a good experience that inspired me to write more. I sometimes have too many ideas to keep up with and I jump around but overall it feels good when I am able to write and paint.
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I have a diverse background and a wide range of interests. I grew up going to different schools and neighborhoods but never moved out of the same city. I worked in various jobs in a wide range of industries. I am curious about history, science, culture, philosophy, psychology, self defense, sports, music, animals, art, innovations and more. I like to incorporate these elements into my stories and art, creating original and meaningful works.
I have written a lot of stories since 2019 and I hope to publish more in the future. I am still learning and improving as I go along, and I appreciate any feedback or support. You can find more about me and my work on my website or social media accounts.
More about me:
I had a fairly tough childhood for the most part. I lived with my mother and my legally blind older half sister, who both had their own issues. My dad tried but he was distant and difficult to be around with his anger. My mom worked hard and taught me to be independent, but she was not very supportive or affectionate. She was impatient and yelled often. My parents split up early due to constant arguing. I stayed with my mother and older sister but I would visit my dad too. I was a latch key kid who had to take care of myself from a young age. I grew up in a time before 9/11, internet, and cell phones, and I was always behind on technology due to poverty. My mom was too proud to take food stamps but she made sure we had food. I moved around a lot and went to over 10 schools in the same city. Some of them were in dangerous neighborhoods with rival gangs. I smoked weed to make easy connections but also to cope with the stress. Going to so many different schools, I was everything from awkward to popular, from loner to bully, from nerd to cool kid. I hated school and felt like it was a waste of time. I was angry and impatient with the other kids and the teachers. I realized that my life was going nowhere and that I had to make some changes.
By then, both of my parents had other kids with other partners. I felt like an outsider in both families and I avoided being home. I stayed with different friends or on my own. I was not close with either parent and I mostly relied on myself. I started working when I was 16, but I also got into some trouble that prevented me from finishing high school. I avoided jail, but I dropped out and had to find other ways to make money. I felt left behind and desperate, but I refused to beg and anger started to fill me. I didn't care about anyone or anything and life was annoying enough before. I was in a dark place with no goals, no family, no support, no opportunities, no kids, and living on less than 15k a year. It felt like the world was against me and I had no future.
I am much older now and I know what makes my life meaningful and enjoyable. I have overcome many challenges and learned many lessons. I have found my passions and my purpose in writing and painting as well as a few other things. I have grown as a person and as an artist. I should've been dead by now so everyday I am alive feels like an extra one. I am grateful for what I have and what I can do. It feels like overtime and I'm just happy to be playing.