My story
Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 6:13 pm
I guess it starts back when I was born, my biological mother was 16 and had to give me up for adoption since she was unable to care for me. Grew up with my adopted parents who I love so very much, but my other family was not so nice. Some cousins would not let me play games with them because I was not part of their real family. Christmas was never really fun because I was always an outcast.
High school was not much better, I was a skinny little runt that could never get a girlfriend. I was not good at sports, I was not smart, and I did not have many friends.
About then I turned to drugs, started smoking pot and of course led into the bigger stuff. Graduated high school and I started doing crack and getting messed up every night. I ended up getting an OWI so my parents kicked me out and made me move in with grandma. Grandma didn't drive so it would not raise her car insurance says mom and dad, I think they just didn't want me anymore. Living with grandma is where all the real trouble happening, doing drugs every night, stealing from grandma to get them drugs, had free roam because grandma was not able to keep track of me.
Went to jail and got out, met my wife. Tried to live with grandma again, this time sneaking my at the time girlfriend (wife now) in the basement so we could have sex and do more drugs.. Grandma got wise and came down in the middle of the night and pushed us both out. So we left and went to live in the state park, no money, no food, nothing...
Things got a little better, got a apartment but could never hold a job, for the next 5 years we went from apartment to apartment because we could never keep and job and pay rent.
So we moved to Iowa, tried to get away from all that. Her parents lived in Iowa so we thought this was our chance. The town we went to ended up being full of crank heads, drunks, and dip shits that thought they were all that. I spent many nights in jail, getting into trouble and not having a care in the world.. Then our first son was born, Dylan made me see the light about 6 years ago... This is where my story gets depressing imo.
Since then I started going to collage, you would think that someone about to gain his Bachelors in Network Administration I would be happy..Wrong
I am 32 years old and my wife wont touch me. I have not had sex in 3 months. Sure I could cheat on her, but no, I wont.
My career is at a standstill, I give 150% and no one ever notices. do you remember that guy on that movie that no one notices and someone took his stapler and wont give it back? That's me..
So I have a wife that wont touch me, my career no matter how hard I try wont move forward where I currently work, I cannot leave or we cant pay bills, I have no time for anything I want to do because of the kids.
I am always broke and can barley make ends meet.
If my children didn't need a father, I would off my self right now.
I just don't know what to do anymore, I am so tired of doing things for others and not getting anything in return. I am tired of working and doing more and better work then others and get a big F you where others get promoted..
I'm tired of being me..
That's my story..
High school was not much better, I was a skinny little runt that could never get a girlfriend. I was not good at sports, I was not smart, and I did not have many friends.
About then I turned to drugs, started smoking pot and of course led into the bigger stuff. Graduated high school and I started doing crack and getting messed up every night. I ended up getting an OWI so my parents kicked me out and made me move in with grandma. Grandma didn't drive so it would not raise her car insurance says mom and dad, I think they just didn't want me anymore. Living with grandma is where all the real trouble happening, doing drugs every night, stealing from grandma to get them drugs, had free roam because grandma was not able to keep track of me.
Went to jail and got out, met my wife. Tried to live with grandma again, this time sneaking my at the time girlfriend (wife now) in the basement so we could have sex and do more drugs.. Grandma got wise and came down in the middle of the night and pushed us both out. So we left and went to live in the state park, no money, no food, nothing...
Things got a little better, got a apartment but could never hold a job, for the next 5 years we went from apartment to apartment because we could never keep and job and pay rent.
So we moved to Iowa, tried to get away from all that. Her parents lived in Iowa so we thought this was our chance. The town we went to ended up being full of crank heads, drunks, and dip shits that thought they were all that. I spent many nights in jail, getting into trouble and not having a care in the world.. Then our first son was born, Dylan made me see the light about 6 years ago... This is where my story gets depressing imo.
Since then I started going to collage, you would think that someone about to gain his Bachelors in Network Administration I would be happy..Wrong
I am 32 years old and my wife wont touch me. I have not had sex in 3 months. Sure I could cheat on her, but no, I wont.
My career is at a standstill, I give 150% and no one ever notices. do you remember that guy on that movie that no one notices and someone took his stapler and wont give it back? That's me..
So I have a wife that wont touch me, my career no matter how hard I try wont move forward where I currently work, I cannot leave or we cant pay bills, I have no time for anything I want to do because of the kids.
I am always broke and can barley make ends meet.
If my children didn't need a father, I would off my self right now.
I just don't know what to do anymore, I am so tired of doing things for others and not getting anything in return. I am tired of working and doing more and better work then others and get a big F you where others get promoted..
I'm tired of being me..
That's my story..