Wow, its been a long 35 years. This story started along time before I was born. Lets start with a US Marine who had one too many tours in vietnam, my mothers stepfather( my spelling is really bad sorry) Not sure if it ws the war or just an inate evil, the man that is still alive, did horrible things to my mother and my aunt. My mother and father were married in in the early 70s thing were great for both of them until 1980, my dad recked his truck on the way homefrom work, broke his neck, never walked again, full quad, they both started drinking an doing drugs. because of the drugs and booze I ended up taking care of my faher when I was 6. Nothing like wipping your dads ass when you are 6 years old. Mom would break down just about every night and tell me how her stepp father would rape her and her sister! when they were tweaking on meth I was realy oblivious, no idea why they were acting so weird. At one point we lived in a “drug house” with 3 other families, had to fight for food. This went on for several years, thenwe moved to oregon “to get away from drugs” things just got worse. Mom became really depressed and when I was 18 she shot herself in the heart with a hunting rifle. Worst day of my life. It’s been almost 17 years since then, my dad OD’ed a few years later, I’m in the military now, its been a long time I have 2 kidds and a wife that loves me, and lots of friends, no one to talk to. So alone So alone, doing well in my career, I dont have any complaints other than not having anyone to talk to.
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Sorry for what you had to go through in your life.
And sometimes there is no one that a person feels comfortable with sharing except and anonymous life online.
life=person.