Tomorrow is my birthday.. my 31st birthday. 31 was my fathers last year in this world. On August 1st 1985 when I was just 6 yrs old , my dad took a gun to his head. He didn’t care about me, he didn’t care about anything I guess except himself. And now here I am way too many years later and this man still has so much power over me. A man I barely knew. A man that if you ask many people they will tell you was a horrible man, not even worth the dozens and dozens of tears I cried over him. A […]