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The Childhood.
My mother. What can I say about her? She made my life hard as hell. As if it wasn't hard enough getting jumped by 5 black guys in the ally walking home from elementary school. I remember waking up at night to my mother standing there, with a glass of milk in her hand. Telling me I need to drink this. I'm talking about at like 3 in the morning, out of no where. This was going on for a few days and I was clueless. To find out.. she thought my father was poisoning me. What? Why? No clue. Still wonder about that.
Another day, and this one will probably trip you out the most and I only told a few people...because its so...bazaar & embarrassing.. that I'm pretty sure NONE OF YOU had to deal with this one:
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The day my mother thought I was a girl... then tried to pay to see my dick.
I don't remember that much from this day nor how old exactly I was, but I do know I'll never forget this for long as I live. Being 7-9 It was obvious I was unaware of my mother's illness, but everything changed when she literally asked to see my penis. Of course I'm like "No wtf!?!" Her response was " I had dream last night that you was a girl.". I didn't look like a girl, played with barbies, although I remember seeing a picture of having a "rat tail" which Itself is just a crime to humanity itself. So this puzzled me for many years growing up as a kid.
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The homeless shelter.
No way I'm forgetting this one. Still young, confused of my mothers actions, one day she was fighting with my father and thought she would take my sister and I away from our home.We walked the streets for miles while my mother tries to remember where she left her keys. She must of remembered they was at her mothers because thats where we ended up going.
Because she is flying off the handle at her parents they refused to give her the keys. My mother starts throwing shit and yelling at them ... the police gets called. Next thing I know we was all outside while my mother was screaming "my parents fed me shit when I was a child!!!" repeatedly as we walked away.
Miles and miles of walking later we ended up at some homeless shelter. We get into the 1 bedroom and first thing I noticed is huge cockroaches scattering about on the floor and walls. I was sick to my stomach. I was only in the 4th grade or so then so it was pretty upsetting to me when my own mother tried to keep me from going to school, I liked school.
The next morning I awaken before anyone else.. face it really I didnt get any damn sleep who could? I wanted to get my sister and I out of there but she was so little and fighting to get her from my mother was a battle I knew i couldnt win... so I left. Walking the streets clueless where to go but using my best judgement I finally found my school, but I didn't go instead I just went home and slept where I knew i'd be safe.
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The Now.
I'm 24 now but living at home ..again. I've been living on my own since I was 17. Let me explain why.
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The Passing.
A nightmare I'll never forget, the day Daniel died.
Started off as a really nice summer day. Was 14 just got laid for the first time everything was going very smoothly for once. I was walking home from her house and my friend John walks up and asks if I wanted to so swimming and I said..."Yeah, hey lets go see If Daniel wants to go??"
We ended up getting most of our group there it was about 6-8 of us coming and leaving while at the lake. Everybody but Daniel was in and our of the water. We even had this huge rope that some crazy ass kid climb up under the bridge above and tied. Everybody was having fun until we all hear Daniel yell for help.
I was stunned on this pyramid looking block in the water yelling to the closest guys to grab him. John goes over and really you couldnt see anything that was going on. John said Daniel was holding onto his shorts and he started to drown aswell. Steven tried to pull him up to the edge as much as he could but with Daniel struggling like he was he couldnt help him that well either, also.. it was over 12 feet deep of water and it starts almost as you walk off the bank.
Running in fear we ran around stopped a car to call for help. A scuba diver found him after 10 minutes and the pronounced him dead at the hospital.
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The Wife.
When I was 16 I met this girl named Macy from a party at my friends lances house. He was pretty rich considering where he lived and where I was living. I barely spoke to her and somehow from connection through friends she found out where I lived, my classes, so on. She started coming over to my place with a mutual friend. We started talking and she seemed cool at first. Never dated a girl with tattoos and a lip piercing before so it intrigued me. One thing follows another and
OOPS... pregnant.
Thing was fine though. Bought a car, got an apartment, everything ready. Things was fine for a few years...alot of hiccups here and there. Until my little girl was born. She got a good job and because mine sucked I stayed at home with my baby girl.She started to home home 4 hours after her shift, then to not at all staying the night at coworkers houses getting drunk and high. Until something happened that she refused to tell me, i always assumed she cheated on me by how this guy would bring her home and shit drunk as fuck.
That blew over, we had another baby this time a boy we named Ayden. We move into a 3 bedroom house, big and clean place I loved it. Everything needed to live a relaxing lifestyle. Until one month she started acting different. You all know what Im talking about when you start getting this..gut feeling right?! She told me she was going to this thing in Indianapolis called "Amp Guard" where bunch of dudes play with fake foam swords role playing. Ever seen the movie Role Models? That.
I knew instantly what she was shes been planning behind my back because I seen text messages from a guy named Norm with normal casual conversation (assumed fast? nahh continue the story) I told her, I know whats going on. If you go, I will be leaving aswell and be taking the children with me. She was hesitant about leaving out the door...but she left. (tip: the smarter choice for me was to kick her out...)
She had her cell off the whole time and few days later I get a text saying she is coming back. I called her. I asked one simple question:
"Did you have sex with him?"
She replies back with a Yes. I hung up. I felt the worse heartache I have ever experienced. Because of that feeling...lol I went a little nuts and asked her micro questions about it... why? No idea. Guess iwanted to make it more real. She had sex with the guy in a tent.
Okay because I already made this thread longer than I planned I'm going to shorten the rest.
A year later I got back with her (derp) and she did it again... moved the guy in (derp. should of kicked her out again) then she sold my xbox360, flat screens, ps3, computer, guitar...all of it.
The present: I have both kids, we live at my fathers. She is on heroin and has a mohawk.
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The Crazy Ex Girlfriend.
Bitch did the same shit, sold my tvs, new slim 360, WREAKED my car./ Before that her ex boyfriend was jealous of it and shot the fucking thing up. Left 3 bullet holes in it.
I still dont have a car.
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Today.
So because she wreaked the car I struggled having a job for the entire year of 2012. I knew my tax check would be lower than normal (which is 6-7k)... I'm getting 2k back.
My thoughts: Okay I can get a car... get back to work! Just have to wait for the money because I filed 3 days ago..
NOPE.. guess what fucking happens. MY LUCK HAPPENS.
My grandmother wanted me to run to the store for her, she is old so of course. But it started to be a daily thing for everybody in this house. Day in and out... can you go here and there??
I go down the street to the store get what I need and on the way back...The car slides on ice and hits a fucking parked car. My grandma doesn't have insurance for whatever reason and now I have a court date ...and its on my birthday feb 25th. The fucking cop towed the car away aswell to be a dick.
Screws me out of my money and now I catch the heat for helping my grandmother.
My luck is SHIT. I thought about ending my life because I can never catch a break. I vowed 2014 would be a better year, no girl setting me back and I can focus on my babies once I got a car again. I feel fucking horrible with the life they started out with because of their fucking retarded mom. I'm so screwed.
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If you are still reading, props to you. So much to say so I'm sure half or most of it is written poorly but its 3:11am here and with the..weird situations ive been in its hard to express myself in a way that makes sense to you guys. Thankyou for read it does help to get this shit off my chest.
