Chapter Two

Hello everyone thanks for riding this crazy path with me. Now here we go chapter 2 with ad much background as I have we are into when life actually seemed real. My mother is still married to the evil step father at this point. Her relationship has very little legs to stand on. I’m getting ready to end elementary school so much went on at school I was bullied. I was a bully. I also was very involved in sports and activities to be away from home. That’s all the info I have again my Brian has erased so much so we’ll fast forward. My mom is divorced again for the third time. We finally get to have a relationship. See my mother always had a habit of being very involved with whoever she was with and it felt as if it wasn’t about a partner she had or my brother I was forgotten. But my brother went to college out of town and now that she’s divorced it was my chance for attention and a loving relationship. All I ever wanted. Which did start to happen and she was going on dates and what not but nothing serious until I was about 14 that’s when he came. Martin they met on farmers only which you know better than the last from Christian mingle. But here he was and here I was left to be forgotten, again. This led to my rebellion. I started acting out and trying “new things” drugs and alcohol. They’d go on so many trips for weeks and I’d be left home to fend for myself. So I did what any other teenager that was left alone would do. PARTY I drowned myself in trying to be the cool one around others. I did it out of spite because I knew if I did these things it would force my mother to pay attention to me. I quite cheering, I quite sports, I did whatever I wanted I drove her car I had people over 24/7, I gave up. I started losing respect for my mom. I met amazing friends who became family and many still are with the few I’ve lost including on of my best friends Frankie I miss you man. Just to give him some light. Frankie and I were very close I lived with him for a while and loved him like the brother I always wanted. Sadly he was taken too soon by a fake Xanax bar that was 3x the lethal dose of fentanyl. There’s not a day that goes by I don’t think about you or your intoxicating smile and laugh. Now I only ever smoked bud no other drugs. But I would buy a lot of it for friends and take it to them. I wanted to be accepted during this age I only had friends older than me wether it was 2 years or 6. I had to grow up and mature extremely fast. I definitely was heavily into smoking and became very dependent I couldn’t get through a day without waking up and smoking all day long. Now this was a crazy period of time but it leads up to a very scary time in my life where I put myself into survival mode. I met who would become my most rewarding nightmare. The boy who had my mind wrapped around his finger. Who I allowed so many horrible events to happen that would take me from my family and loose myself. This next chapter is all about it. Hang tight this is where it gets real. If you have any questions or advice please leave comments.