When my future wife told me she was pregnant, of course I knew that it was going to solve all of our problems. We wouldn't ever fight again and would live happily ever after...
I was a fool
Living in chaos...again
Once again I found myself without any direction in life and going nowhere. I had no job, and now I had another child on the way. I needed to figure something out fast.
I know, I will sell drugs! That will solve things!
Hey man I have a connect...
So one of the people I knew was the neighborhood weed dealer, and I could get a really good deal. I decided to start selling.
Only problem with this idea was that I smoked weed. Kind of hard to make any money selling weed when your smoking it too. Who would have thought right?
Just like everything else I was doing during this period of my life, I was not making sound decisions that made any sense at all. I was not happy with who I was and I had a violent temper that everyone around me was afraid to trigger off.
I was a real piece of work. My future wife was pregnant and she was working to support three of us as she had one daughter, soon to be all four of us when my daughter came.
Work...here and there
Like most of my adult life, I was going from job to job with no prospect of the future at this time. I had a pattern that I fell into. I would work somewhere for awhile until I figured that they weren't going to make me a manager (After 3 or 4 months...) then I would quit and go find another job.
I was never out of work long, but I never kept a job long either.
Be a real man, live with your girlfriends mother...
The apartment that my future wife was staying in with her friend was beyond the means that we had to afford. Not really, but when one out of four people actually is working then it is a little more difficult.
It was not long before my future wife was so pregnant she couldn't work anymore and we had to find a place to live. My mom didn't really know her and I don't think she was really believing that she was pregnant with my kid. Moving in with my mom was not really an option.
So we moved in with her mom for awhile. At least until the baby was born, and her taxes came back...
I was a real piece of work.
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So much truth in this quote that I will not even start pretending that I already understand it's full meaning. Still learning, but aware of it.
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