Usually try to stay away from blogs, and when i do write i try to keep it as unpersonal as i can. Not a fan of complete strangers knowing my interworkings, but since my closest friends dont know what damage can an unknown do.
12 years ago i moved away from all my family friends and everything i knew a way of life a culture that i loved. I did this for the simple reason as the writing was on the wall the state was going to self destruct jobs were gone and i did not want to work for peanuts. So i moved to LA. People quite different here, so i slowly change with the new environment,met the mother of my son, had a great relationship for years. Then i got sick, in and out the hospital out of work. My partner wasnt there. When i started to get better we split. In the recovery process i realized that i was not the person i knew myself to be or the person i wanted to be. So i started the slow process of rediscovering who i was and who i am. Through this i realized what happened i compromised myself, maybe cause i was looking for new friends maybe because i was awestruck by a beautiful woman, could be both either way i was different. As i got back to who i used to be the person i loved being my health started to return rapidly i started having much more fun at everything, realizing that i loved my job, my friends and was lucky that my Father Mother and Brother all over the last 12 years followed me to CA.
Its been Two years since i got sick, 18 months since the split 14 months since ive been back to work. And i have never been happier. I feel well like myself again, not the guy before i got sick, but the 18 year old that moved to ca to start a life. I may not have the free time i used, son keeps me plenty busy but the minutes hours and if i am lucky days i get to myself i make worth it. To some what i do may seem boring to other it may seem adventurous but it does not matter what you see. For i am no longer concerned with people who have no affect on my life opinions of me.
So lets straighten some things out, yes i shave my head no i am not a thug, yes i have tattoos that some can say are satanic, but they are mine and they are what i say they are keep your opinion to yourself(that goes for family too) Yes i work in the oil industry does not me i believe in raping the environment for the all mighty dollar. I drink i cuss i smoke, and i dont give a shit if that offends you. For i am ME and will never be what you want me to be.
And lastly if you took the time to read my lil story sorry it bounced all over the place. and you probably wasted your time, but thank you for that time.
12 years ago i moved away from all my family friends and everything i knew a way of life a culture that i loved. I did this for the simple reason as the writing was on the wall the state was going to self destruct jobs were gone and i did not want to work for peanuts. So i moved to LA. People quite different here, so i slowly change with the new environment,met the mother of my son, had a great relationship for years. Then i got sick, in and out the hospital out of work. My partner wasnt there. When i started to get better we split. In the recovery process i realized that i was not the person i knew myself to be or the person i wanted to be. So i started the slow process of rediscovering who i was and who i am. Through this i realized what happened i compromised myself, maybe cause i was looking for new friends maybe because i was awestruck by a beautiful woman, could be both either way i was different. As i got back to who i used to be the person i loved being my health started to return rapidly i started having much more fun at everything, realizing that i loved my job, my friends and was lucky that my Father Mother and Brother all over the last 12 years followed me to CA.
Its been Two years since i got sick, 18 months since the split 14 months since ive been back to work. And i have never been happier. I feel well like myself again, not the guy before i got sick, but the 18 year old that moved to ca to start a life. I may not have the free time i used, son keeps me plenty busy but the minutes hours and if i am lucky days i get to myself i make worth it. To some what i do may seem boring to other it may seem adventurous but it does not matter what you see. For i am no longer concerned with people who have no affect on my life opinions of me.
So lets straighten some things out, yes i shave my head no i am not a thug, yes i have tattoos that some can say are satanic, but they are mine and they are what i say they are keep your opinion to yourself(that goes for family too) Yes i work in the oil industry does not me i believe in raping the environment for the all mighty dollar. I drink i cuss i smoke, and i dont give a shit if that offends you. For i am ME and will never be what you want me to be.
And lastly if you took the time to read my lil story sorry it bounced all over the place. and you probably wasted your time, but thank you for that time.