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So I've mentioned that my mom was a crack whore....
One day I was out with my mom and step dad. I had no idea what was going on but I knew we were meeting some of their friends.
We were driving into the spanish part of Boston. It was a major road, and there they were. 2 guys and a shifty white van. I was only 12 at the time and did not know any better. I followed my mom into the van and we went for a "ride".
Not 5 minutes down the road, sirens everywhere blue lights surrounding us. We got pulled over in the middle of the road.
Scared and nervous, I was pulled into one cop car. My mom in another. My step dad in a different one. Not sure what happened in their cars but I assume they were all strip searched.
I was stripped down to my underpants and searched. Then I was forced to sit there sobbing for 30 min while waiting for my mom. Finally she was released and she took me home. My step dad on the other hand was held overnight, not sure why but my guess is drugs!
I later found out my mom took me in a vehicle wanted for drug trafficking in order to score some drugs.
Its reasons like this I dont respect drug users nor have I touched drugs myself.
I will also mention this same year I was forced to smoke pot in a bathroom with my step dad! While my mom sat outside and said nothing. The same guy who threw out a $10,000 winning lotto ticket. The same guy that threw a hypodermic needle in the garbage disposal. BTW I stuck my hand in to get it out, when I heard the clanking. I only thought it was a fork or something and almost pricked my finger.
He is also the same guy that shared needles and contracted HIV and gave it to my mom and was the leading cause to why she passed away.
Well anyways..... so much for a fun story that turned into a rant lol!
Stay tuned for more!
For years I have been told about how much I went through as a child. No I was never beaten. No I was never tortured. And no I was never Neglected. But I was put through a lot of situations that were not normal for a child! In fact any time I tell one or more of my stories I tend to have people tell me I should write a book. Seeing as I believe my mom did drugs while pregnant...... I have ADHD and can't just write a book, so I figure I will let you guys into my past and help me write parts of what would be my book here.........
So here is a quick overview of my history and people involved....
I was born July 4th 1976 in Boston.
My dad was late getting to the hospital by like 12 hrs and was probably gambling.
I lived with my mom until the end of 2nd grade when both parents went to jail and mt grandparents took me in.
My dad had lived with us off and on until second grade. In fact I believe my parents were married and divorced several times to each other.
In 5th grade I was give the option to live with my mom again when she was out of jail. Of course there was also step dad there too.... He was a blast! :(
End of 5th grade back to jail she went so back to grandma and grandpa I went....
My grandfather then died when I was 15 and I became the man of the house and was relied on in too many ways including having a 11pm curfew through age 19 when I was home for the summers.
My mom then passed away about 5 years ago, My grandmother almost exactly a year later and my dad was almost exactly 2 years after her.
I also have an aunt who tried to be there for me as much as she could and an uncle too.
I met my wife in 97, married her in 2001 had my first son in 02 and second in 03, got seperated in 2010 and will be divorced in 2011!
More to follow and feel free to ask me anything you would like about my past, my life is now becoming an open book.
