- May 28, 2019
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- United States
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- Male
- Faith
- Non-Denom
- Marital Status
- Married
I don't know why I came here. I just feel like this is a safe place to vent and get somethings off my chest. Maybe, read some words of encouragement...
I've made alot of bad choices in my life. The last one put me in prison for 5 years. It was for the best as it made me realize what was important to me. It made me determined and hungry for success. It turned me into a man. I've been out now for almost a year. I got out and hit the ground running. Had a basic job that same week. I worked very hard at that job and was rewarded. It turned into a position making $25 - $30 and hour. Everything was so good for the first 6 months.
Then I got a called from my father. He was in jail facing certain life in prison. This was tough but he made his choices. The charges are sickening and I find it hard to have remorse, but he is my father and the only one I have. I was able to handle this.
Then I got a call from my mother. Asking me if I had heard...my best friend of 31 years, literally my whole life, had passed away. He OD'ed in a gas station bathroom. I didn't take this news very well. His funeral was heartbreaking. Single father raising his daughter. My brother was gone. I maintained though and kept doing good.
A month later my mom I have to take my mother to the hospital. She was in pain. Long story short. She was diagnosed with lung cancer. It didn't take long before I had to move in and take care of her. I took a leave from work with some savings I'd be fine. I watched my mom slowly die. I watched her suffer. I was with her 24/7. 2 months after we found out, she took her last breath in front of me.
I went back to work pretending like I was ok. Well, it didn't take long before I violated probation. It didn't take long before I lost my job. These last 6 months have been so hard and I couldn't see why I was spiraling out of control. Denial is such I dangerous thing. I can now see that mentally I am broken from the stresses I've hard to endure. I sit here now about to lose everything. I don't see anyway to stop it.
I've made alot of bad choices in my life. The last one put me in prison for 5 years. It was for the best as it made me realize what was important to me. It made me determined and hungry for success. It turned me into a man. I've been out now for almost a year. I got out and hit the ground running. Had a basic job that same week. I worked very hard at that job and was rewarded. It turned into a position making $25 - $30 and hour. Everything was so good for the first 6 months.
Then I got a called from my father. He was in jail facing certain life in prison. This was tough but he made his choices. The charges are sickening and I find it hard to have remorse, but he is my father and the only one I have. I was able to handle this.
Then I got a call from my mother. Asking me if I had heard...my best friend of 31 years, literally my whole life, had passed away. He OD'ed in a gas station bathroom. I didn't take this news very well. His funeral was heartbreaking. Single father raising his daughter. My brother was gone. I maintained though and kept doing good.
A month later my mom I have to take my mother to the hospital. She was in pain. Long story short. She was diagnosed with lung cancer. It didn't take long before I had to move in and take care of her. I took a leave from work with some savings I'd be fine. I watched my mom slowly die. I watched her suffer. I was with her 24/7. 2 months after we found out, she took her last breath in front of me.
I went back to work pretending like I was ok. Well, it didn't take long before I violated probation. It didn't take long before I lost my job. These last 6 months have been so hard and I couldn't see why I was spiraling out of control. Denial is such I dangerous thing. I can now see that mentally I am broken from the stresses I've hard to endure. I sit here now about to lose everything. I don't see anyway to stop it.