As many of you know my life has been pretty fucked up this year. I lost my girlfriend who meant the world to me, my life was planned with her. I lost my job. I started taking care of my mom. All and all my mental health has been at just about its lowest in as long as I can remember. I'm depressed, I'm angry, I'm ready to call it quits. but I can't. Not because of my kids, or my mom, or anyone else that has no faith in me anyways, I can't cause its not in my nature. I'm sick of my anger. I'm tired of feeling sorry for myself. I done with other people having any major influence in my life, or how I live it. Do my mom and my kids drive me crazy? yeah. Did Erin really fuck me up when she fucked me over? yeah. Am I going to have a hard time trusting women again? Hell yeah (you all do suck) but I'm done having that control me. So my life hasn't gone to my plan. So fuckin what. I've got my friends. I'm more dedicated to living life than I was last year. I'm goin to have some fun now. New friends, old friends, and a lot of beer. Party's BBQ's concerts lake or river trips I don't care. I'm done. Next month I'm goin to be 30. Huge fuckin party. I'm also enrolled in school. Pinnacle College. Sound engineering. I'm goin to start my career. A little late? yeah, but I'm doin it. I'm off my ass. Anybody doin anythin let me know. I'm down.