tattooedteddy

Being inspired by Clemetine's Blog:

I would like everyone know the real me.

First my real name is David. My name was taking from the bible. I was born on December 25th 1966.
Growing up I was always trying to impress people. I always tried to fit in. I was that fat kid who was picked on and abused mentally as well as physically. To try and fit in I always went to sports. Sports was truly my life as a child and into my teens. I always heard..."I didn't think a person your size could be that good" and I got that with every sport a played. As I got older and better it became "Don't under estimate him."

But growing up was tough. There was My older Sister, Older Brother, then twin younger sisters. I am the middle child. My father was ( passed away in Feb. 2000 ) 6' 5" 275lb man who played semi-pro football and baseball. He served as a paratrooper in the U.S. Army during the Koren War. He was also an alcoholic and wasn't around much. My older sister was ( also passed on almost exactly 1 year ago ) she was the brain. She graduated top of her class in High School, College and Graduate School. My older brother is 6'2" and is 190lbs growing up he was the all out jock. And me 5'9" and I have struggled with my weight a long time. I have been as high as over 400lbs ( I say over because scale only went that high ) today I weigh 298lbs. It took me 40 years to realize that I no longer need to eat everything on my plate.lol. Because of my weight...I was abused by my brother and his friends, I was abused and picked on by kids in and out of school. Then when I was in 7th Grade in school this abused continued. I then discovered weightlifting. I became completely committed...weightlifting was my life. Well one day at home...my brother started picking on me. He then locked me out of the house. It was winter time and I'm outside in my shorts and a t-shirt. He stood on the other side of the door making faces...door had a glass window in it...at that point without thinking. I punched my brother in the face. Glass shattered everwhere. It hit him and ripped my arm open. I had to get 32 stitches in and out to close my arm. From that day forward I realized what my size could do. That was also the turning point in my attitude -(how I looked, dressed and my personailty). I grew longer hair. I started wearing a leather biker jacket...I became a metalhead. With my look and size and strength people were completely intimadated by me. My first tattoo was the day of my graduation from High school. I got that from the local biker club tattoo artist. With the size, tattoo's came respect and intimidation. I was still this fat kid protecting himself with a wall of intimidation. I bounced for 5 years and never once did I have to throw a punch. Why? because I am a talker and people were afraid to fuck with a 300lb biker(late 80's early90's).

So I guess what I am trying to say is...I'm a Teddy Bear...thats were the name comes from(TattooedTeddy).
I love and forgave all my family.
I am a old fashion type of guy. I'll hold the door open for people. I'll send people I love flowers just because.
My mother is my world and life. I promised my Dad before he died that I would take care of Mom. So because of that I have made some sacrifises and have put my life on hold.
I enjoy photography, going out with friends, traveling when I can afford to, spending time on my pc.
My true love is my German Shepard Saddie.
I work for a large bank as an account without the title.
I also do security at local theater. I have done security at large evnts as well...Woodstock 1994 backstage stage two. Woodstock 1999 backstage (Mainstage)
My favorite vacation spot is Montreal and New Orleans.

I didn't mean to carry on this far. Take care and have a great day.
Much love,
Dave AKA:TattooedTeddy