All my life I havehad nothing but complete and utter heartache mostly caused by my family. Guess it started when I was pretty young, just progressively got worse over the years. My ad died when I was only 10, then thats when the majority of the hell started, My mother began to drink alot, she was a very badf alcoholic, and while she was in stuper I was constantly being taken advantage of by her peers, her so called friends. Being molested by them and by an uncle that I hope one day recievs the complete hell he deserves as well as the others. I ended up pretty much raising my younger brother, and ended up becoming an addict a very bad one at that. I ran away many times, and lived on the streets of Denver for awhile, which was a true wake up call to me. I led a life I would not ever want anyone to have to live. But it happens. I did alot of things I am very asamed of, but have tried to become a better person, only things haven't changed uch my family , mother, and extended family hsnt changed much, she no longer drinks , but tries to make me feel pity, and guilty because I have made a better life for myself. I chose to be differnt thatn she ever was as a mother, she sucked! I love my children very muc and my granddaughter is the most precious perosn in my life. I would lay down my very life for my children and granddaughter, and husband. They are really the only family I truly claim other than younger brother Shannon, whom not only is my brother hes like a son, he is my best friend in the whole world. If you have a family that is very good keep it that way Cherish them , True family is hard to come by. Live, love, and laugh often.
