
I’d just lost my most pivotal parent in life, then gone on to take up drugs as a hobby… all by the age of 15. I was in no mode or mood to wander back out into society as lost & aimless as I was. My motivations back then were to…

Whether you like it or not, circumstance is going to throw you curveballs. As life proceeds, those circumstances become more & more complicated. As you age, they become harder to adapt to & independently survive throughout. At a point, they become impossible to advance beyond, if even aided. Such is life, even…

As life’s curveballs came harder & faster throughout life’s progression, friends would line-up to assure me they’d “always be there.” …… and yet, come “D-Day,” phone lines sat silent, and parental influence was null & void entirely. Hell, if anything, Mom was as “suddenly stricken” by her husband “magically dropping dead” as everyone…

At the age of thirteen, I watched a parent die right in front of me. A decades later, I had no idea the other one would follow suit so brutally… or that I’d be wandering the world so vulnerably for as long, thereafter. Only recently has my condition seen any…

Somehow, though friends all throughout life preached the gospel of happily “playing” these women, I didn’t get it. “Be a player, bro,” they’d say. Right… if I stick to playing Video Games, they won’t eventually need Child Support checks.