Hello Internet!!
and welcome to behind the meme!!
Today we do something a little bit different and we have a look at… well we have a look
at me!
and I figured the best way to do that was to create a draw my life video.
I also suck at drawling so I’m gonna do what
I can to properly tell my story.
Believe it or not my birth name is not Behind The Meme.
I know…weird right?
My name is actually Kyle Bryce…but My friends call me Ky.
Yeah, I have friends.Sure, they’re invisible but they still count!
I was born when the stork dropped me off at my mommy and daddy’s doorstep
(whisper)
wait what do you mean storks really don’t do that?
Then how in the hell was I born?!
(Whisper)
Wait…he did what?!
with his wiener?
In her cooter?!
Oh my god…
(gags)
I’m sorry you guys.I just had an image of my dad and mom that I didn’t wanna have.
Yuck.
My mom and dad had sex in the 80’s, Which means I am old as Hell!
28 to be exact, which isn’t exactly old but on the internet I’m basically a dinosaur.
When I was born I was pretty fat!
The story goes that I weighed like 10 pounds.
I was so big that I couldn’t fit out of my moms vag so we both almost died during
my birth.
Which would have been a total bummer,But luckily The doctor cut me out of my mom’s stomach.
Because stomachs are where babies come from right?
My father wasn’t there the day that I was born.
He has been in and out of my life for the majority of it and when I was born it was
one of the times that he was out of it.
No…no hard feelings though, it doesn’t effect me.
(cries)
For the most part I had a wonderful childhood.
I have a loving mother who went out of her way to make sure my siblings and myself were
always taken care of, but it was a bit confusing at times.
I grew up not fully understanding who my father was.
You see I grew up with a dad when I was young…but he just wasn’t my biological father, he
was my younger sisters dad.
He was a great person and treated me like his own son.
To the point that I didn’t even know that I wasn’t for a portion of my life because
I was a kid that couldn’t comprehend my mom was a skank!
JK JK , I meant to say floozy.
Don’t worry, she has a sense of humor.
My step dad was a police officer, which I always thought was super cool as a kid.
It also had it’s benefits.
Like one time I got to go in a helicopter high above the city, all my friends were so
jealous when they heard the story because as a kid, helicopters are pretty effin cool.
Another memory that I remember, which is scary looking back now, but at the time was pretty
awesome.
was this one time when we were in our family vehicle at the drive-thru window of a fast
food place and In the road in front of us we saw somebody do a hit-and-run!
We literally went on a car chase after them, going through alleys and roads at crazy fast
speeds.
we eventually helped the cops corner the bad guys!
It was literally like a scene from the fast and the furious, just with a lot less steroids!
It wasn’t all fun and games though.
Other times he would come home covered in blood.
You see, he would respond to reports of car accidents or injured people in need of assistance…
sometimes you could see in his eyes that the events of that night had really taken a toll
on him.
He really didn’t talk much about the stuff that happened.
Life was good for awhile…and then suddenly one day things just kinda changed.
He wasn’t a cop anymore.
My mom was sad pretty often.
I would walk in the room and find them both crying.
I didn’t understand exactly why.
We started going to the doctor every week and then I wasn’t allowed to use the same
bathroom as him.
My mom became very protective of what we touched and used.
Everything started to smell like bleach.
Then he started to get pretty skinny.
He was stuck in bed and didn’t look like the same dad that we once had.
Then one day, he was gone…
Back then HIV and AIDS was a newer thing that doctors didn’t have much experience with.
It was practically a death sentence.
The medicine they had wasn’t like the stuff today.
Nowadays medical science has luckily evolved to the point where a person can contain the
sickness.
But in the 90’s, unfortunately it was a different story.
That was my first experience with death.
My mom was and still is a very strong person for enduring all that pain, struggle and I’m
pretty sure fear.
She was able to help us kids understand what had happened to our dad while dealing with
her own loss.
It was traumatizing but thanks to her it didn’t mess us up mentally.
After that event, my biological father slowly came back into my life.
The guy that I really didn’t know existed up until that point.
Along with him came a brother I had no clue was alive.
But before I knew it I was spending my weekends with my dad and my brother.
We would spend hours playing Nintendo 64.
For you younger viewers that’s the system before the switch, that came before the wii
u, which was before the wii and the gamecube…
Yeah…remember?
I’m old!
It may sound kinda silly but during our time playing video games my brother and I created
a strong bond that has lasted decades.
Even to this day when we get together it’s kinda like were still those young boys playing
video games with how we laugh and joke with each other.
The rest of my childhood was pretty typical.
I’ll sum it up so we can get to the good stuff.
Nickelodeon,Pokemon, soccer, karate.
That’s about it.
Before I knew it I was a teenager.
Complete with acne and new strange hair.
My teenage years were a mix of awkwardness and awesomeness.
I learned how to masturbate…so that was pretty awesome.
Little did I know it would soon become one of my favorite hobbies.
My high school years were defined be a few key events.
One of which was music.
In middle school I started playing guitar and that eventually evolved to multiple instruments
by high school.
I soon discovered Nirvana and Kurt Cobain which ended up changing my life.
Kurt Cobain made me want to start a band and before I knew it, I was in one.
Wish On Violet.
Don’t ask me why that was our band name, but it was.
We played a bunch of house parties and had a ton of fun playing music for people.
Some of my best memories in life come from those days of playing music with my friends.
The beauty of high school is that nobody knows that your band sucks or that you can’t play
your instruments.
Plus Being in a band in high school is a total chick magnet.
Which brings me to one of the next big events of high school.
Finally getting laid!
Oh yeah!
I remember how important this was.
It seemed like everybody I knew had already had sex, or at least lied to me saying that
they did.
So it added an undertone of urgency to my quest for the Vag, as it does for most teenage
boys.
Remember kids!
Wait until marriage!
But if you decide not to… wear condoms!
One of the biggest stresses and pains in my life started in high school and lasts to this
day.
Those of you who have experience with it will totally understand.
It is one simple word yet behind that word lies misery, pain,stress,sadness, as well
as every other bad word that you can imagine.I’m talking about…
Cancer.
My mother was first diagnosed with cancer when I was in high school.
It was a total bummer of a situation, still is.
This forced a couple events in my life to happen.
One was to start driving at the age of 14, before I even had a permit or a license.
You see my mother was going through chemotherapy and was too ill to drive so I was left with
the responsibility of getting myself and my younger sister to school.
From an outsiders perspective it may seem kinda cool that I was driving at such an early
age, but in reality it was pretty stressful.
I lived in fear of the day that I got pulled over and ended up getting our only car impounded
which would have been a whole mess of problems.But luckily it never happened, I was always very
cautious and careful with driving.
another pivotal thing that cancer caused to happen in my life during high school was weed.
You may be thinking to yourself…
you smoked weed in high school?
No biggie.
Everybody does.
Well I did a bit more than smoke.
I grew plants.
Much like the driving situation it was an event that sprouted out of necessity.
So by the age of 15 I was growing and taking care of a handful of plants to help my mother
as well as other cancer patients she had met during chemotherapy.
I would be a liar if I said that my friends and myself didn’t partake a few times as
well….shhhh, don’t tell my mom.
For the first couple years after high school my life consisted of playing music, smoking
some weed, and writing a ton.
You see one thing I love to do is write.I write poems, short stories, essays, lyrics,
scripts!
Now I can’t spell and I have a horrible grasp on grammar but I love writing.If my
house was on fire and I only had time to save one thing from the fire I would save my notebooks.
After a couple years of writing music, reading books on various subjects, writing words and
being a stoner.
I realized that I should probably go to college…So I did.
So I took classes focused on music, art, film, business and marketing.
As you can tell I knew exactly what direction I wanted to go.
Im being sarcastic, I had no effin clue.
But One thing I did know was that school wasn’t making me happy.
All I wanted to do was create, I didn’t know exactly what I wanted to create, but
I knew that it wasn’t happening in college.…So I left.
I decided to get a job and start using my creativity to fill my spare time.
Along the way I began to experiment with Youtube.
In total I have been creating content on Youtube for 7 years…Yes 7 long ass years.
During that time I have had numerous channels but none of them seemed to really get any
momentum going But I didn’t care so much because I loved creating videos.
Although In the back of my mind It was always a huge dream of mine to have 100,000 subscribers.
I knew that it probably would never happen but people need dreams and goals.I actually
have a pretty firm belief that a person should always hold on to their dreams and believe
in themselves.
So much so that I actually got those two words tattoo’d on my wrists to always remember
that philosophy.
So, I kept dreaming of 100,000 subscribers.
I never expected it to happen but I knew if I kept trying something would happen.
Then one day…
serendipity happened.
I was on Youtube watching a live stream of a crazy guy climbing trump tower with effin
suction cups!
Seriously it was wild and amazing.
But that’s not important…
What is important is what happened that day that changed my life forever.
In the chat box of the stream I was watching I noticed people saying a phrase that really
confused me.
“Dicks out for Harambe.”
So like any curious person living in the 21st century, I did a Youtube search to figure
out what exactly people were talking about.
There had to be a video on it because there is a video on virtually everything nowadays,but
to my surprise there wasn’t.
I eventually found my way to reddit where there were numerous posts that were asking
the same question I had been wondering “what does dicks out for harambe mean?”
So I decided to make a video on the topic to help people like me who were interested
in the information and wanted to learn visually.
When I first posted the video I really didn’t think much of it.
I was just happy to do something productive with my day that would hopefully allow for
other curious minds to obtain the information they were seeking.
But I woke up the next day and was surprised to see that my video had 3 thousand views.
My channel had 10 subscribers,and I had comments thanking me for the help.
I also had some requests for information on other memes.
Before I knew it I had 100 subscribers and my Harambe video had 15 thousand views.
Then one day I had 500 subscribers, the video had 50 thousand views.
My new videos were getting views and I was getting more and more comments asking for
more videos.
Before I knew it the channel had 100 thousand subscribers.
A milestone that I never felt I would achieve.
Then one day I had 200 thousand.
300 thousand.
500 thousand!
Now currently this channel that we have built together sits at over 700 thousand subscribers!
But this goes much deeper than just the subscriber number.
This channel has helped change my life in so many ways.
It has made me happier.
It has given me direction.
It has opened up doors.
It has given me the opportunity to help my mother with bills that I was never able to
do before and after all she has done for me though out my life…It means so much to me
to be able to give back…even if it’s a small amount.
And I owe it to all you beautiful people.
Every time you click one of my videos.
Every time you watch one of the ads.
Every time you comment.
It helps my channel grow and it helps a dream I never thought I would have be a reality.
You guys mean the world to me.
I truly mean it.
So thank you.
From the bottom of my heart that due to my family health history is prone to having a
heart attack one day and more than likely killing me.
But until that day comes…
Much love and appreciation to all you beautiful people.