Well I'll make it as short as possible and very much to the point. My family life in my younger days was fair. My father provided as best he could with his workers compensation check. My mother was in prison for since before I could remember. My dad stayed sick or sore from the seven ruptured disks in his lower lumbar and the medication they had him on so I never got to really do the things with my dad everyone else did with thiers (play catch, throw a football, and every so often we might go fishing) Needless to say I was confused and severly depressed in that stage in my life, no fault of anyones but my own. I turned to weed and alcohol. After he died I sat in the hospital parking lot and watched my then 14 yo brother literally have a nervous break down as he idolized our father and pretty much thought he was invincible. It didn't help our Grandmother making us stay in the room as our only "real" parent took his last breathes. After that is when I experimented with the LSD. No after my father died I did not associate with the "Bangers" just pot heads, alcoholics, graffiti artist, and whomever else I could find exeptance with. I did run with a click in my hometown when I was 14 yo to answer CODEREDs question. But the only illegal thing I ever did with them was smoke weed. As I stated earlier my only arrest ever came from a simple posession when I was a juvenile.


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