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It just feels good to turn it loose.
3/26/08
Danny Holterman
Where are you? When I last saw you in New York and you were working for K-Mart. I still have your grandfathers army patch.
My mom still talks about you and of our trip to her home. She remembers how you fixed things and listened to her and made her feel important. "The Ohio airport is in KENTUCKY!?"
I remember how you changed your image over the summer. You came back to school with long hair, hard rocker madness, pocket knives, chains, and contacts. No one is stupid enough to pick on the scary kid.
I don't want any thing from you other than to know you made it and are happy.
My mom still talks about you and of our trip to her home. She remembers how you fixed things and listened to her and made her feel important. "The Ohio airport is in KENTUCKY!?"
I remember how you changed your image over the summer. You came back to school with long hair, hard rocker madness, pocket knives, chains, and contacts. No one is stupid enough to pick on the scary kid.
I don't want any thing from you other than to know you made it and are happy.
2/8/08
In My Jeans, Out of My Way
My grandfather molested (my aunt)his daughter, and beat my father. His wife was crazy.
My other grandfather molested my aunt and my mother, and beat his son. His wife was crazy.
My mom was crazy. My father was an abusive child molester. Ever single adult in my life was incapable of being a role model.
That gene pool is my lot in life.
But that's not who I am, or what defines me. I'm not going to go ballistic on society and blame my parents for my misery.
When I hear of someone blaming their parents or up-bringing for their miserable lives it pisses me off.
I'm a good spouse and parent. I work hard, play fair, and get along well with others. I'm nobodies responsibility but my own. I vote, pay taxes, and will die like the rest of us will, alone.
I strive to be the best me. Gene pool be damned.
My other grandfather molested my aunt and my mother, and beat his son. His wife was crazy.
My mom was crazy. My father was an abusive child molester. Ever single adult in my life was incapable of being a role model.
That gene pool is my lot in life.
But that's not who I am, or what defines me. I'm not going to go ballistic on society and blame my parents for my misery.
When I hear of someone blaming their parents or up-bringing for their miserable lives it pisses me off.
I'm a good spouse and parent. I work hard, play fair, and get along well with others. I'm nobodies responsibility but my own. I vote, pay taxes, and will die like the rest of us will, alone.
I strive to be the best me. Gene pool be damned.
2/5/08
No Immunity
When I filed for bankruptcy years ago, I thought my world was crumbling. I'd look at my friends, family, co-workers and think 'I want to be financially stable, like them'. Turns out, half of the ones I'd have traded boots with in a heartbeat were worse off than I was when I filed.
Today I discovered that one of those I envied had to file for Chapter 13 last month. This person takes home over three thousand dollars a paycheck and he's in over his head.
For the next five years he'll be bringing home less than nine hundred dollars a check. (For the next five years!?)
His earning potential is four times that much and it's already spent.
Woa.
Still, it just tells me what I already knew: We're all equally stupid.
Today I discovered that one of those I envied had to file for Chapter 13 last month. This person takes home over three thousand dollars a paycheck and he's in over his head.
For the next five years he'll be bringing home less than nine hundred dollars a check. (For the next five years!?)
His earning potential is four times that much and it's already spent.
Woa.
Still, it just tells me what I already knew: We're all equally stupid.
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