What can life hand out next?

Hey everyone, My personal name is Regan, I'm 20 years old and I'm going to fill you in and try get some support from the fellow Sythers. I have to declare, I want you to be prepared for a very vast, large and personal story.

Where do I start? Well, at the age of around 14, I relocated from my home country, New Zealand to the Gold Coast, Australia. We, as a family, decided to relocate because my parents wanted a new beginning, at the point when we lived in NZ, my family was very well off, I could have anything I asked for, with regards to a very functional, loving family - to motorbikes and an awesome house. At this point of time, my parents were having trouble staying together, they decided a fresh start in Australia may change their relationship, so off we went.

Prior to leaving, I was in the 2nd stream (Top 60) of the high school in grade 9. I went to high school in Australia, and was picked on day in and day out, I had very minimal friends and would usually occupy myself during the day. Hanging out at home by myself on the weekends, with no communication with "real" friends, usually on gaming websites and playing my xbox. At this point I started to become depressed. Once I became more adapted with schooling and the people who were surrounding me, I started to via off track a bit, wagging school, taking drugs and so fourth.

I became someone my family never wanted to see with their child, I was taking ecstasy pills and getting drunk at the early age of about 16. My grades were slipping chronically and I just lost any care for schooling. The people I were hanging around with were somewhat a bad influence on me.

So my father, having owned a finance company in NZ, had to go and collect debts from people who decided not to pay, so off he went. Upon return, he was denied entry into australia for having a vast criminal history, this is where some bad things happened. My father gave my mother an ultimatum, either return to NZ or stay in Australia. My brother and I, being young and starting to adapt to this new lifestyle decided to stay, and my mother was going to stick by our decisions and stay with us until we got jobs and could fend for ourselves.

From this point onwards, I started to become heavily depressed with life in general, not being able to see my dad and with my grades slipping. I decided to leave school at an early age, trying to look for work but with no positive results. At this point I became heavily involved with drugs and associating with some pretty bad people.

Being involved in this type of lifestyle, I was at a house party with a group of people, and a guy I had encounters with came to the party. I got into a fight with the kid and ending up knocking out his 2 front teeth and chipping some others, I was then charged and taken to court for "Assault causing occasions bodily harm" The court case went on for just over a year, and by the end it was determined I was not guilty in a case of self defence. At this point in time, my mother became worried about what we were doing with ourselves and who we were associating with.

Eventually my eldest brother started to become associated with the wrong people also, he got into a scuff with some people when he was out and was wrongfully charged with "Attempt to mame and disfigure" for those who don't know, this is a charge below manslaughter with a top of 10 years imprisonment. My brother was denied bail, meaning sent to a remand centre (prison) for around 2 months, until he could dispute the magistrates outcome in a supreme court. He was granted bail with a surety bond of $5,000 and strict probation/parole conditions.

So a few other bad things happened between the next couple of years but I cba'd explaining.

Recently, around a year ago, I purchased a car in which I was practically extorted for, a couple of guys covered head to toe in tattoos rocked up to my house and stood me over and demanded money, or they will steal my car. The car, I purchased off of a friend, I never had it signed over to my name as he would keep stalling and saying "tomorrow". So, my car was stolen, and recently 3-4 months ago I was notified by a friend that they had seen my car at a local tyre shop, I went there with the keys to the car and took it back. I am now being charged with dangerous operation of a motor vehicle, I've racked up a massive debt in which I cannot handle, and I don't want to proceed with court - as there is allegations I ran someone over causing serious injury. My family are all moving back to NZ, in which I want to go, but I don't want to leave my girlfriend of 2 years, and to default on my credit. But I truly cannot handle the lifestyle, and what more can happen to me? It's a tough decision, but all I'm looking for is moral support..

Thanks for reading.

 

Your girlfriend wouldn't come with you if you moved? You're my age. I suggest taking control of your life and getting what you want. Fuck everybody that wants to hold you back. You're going to be on your own in the world so better get used to it now.

 

Afraid not man, at one point yes, but because of all my emotional stress I tend to take it out on her, which has led to somewhat of a separation between us both. I know, I have a good mindset, I'm just surrounded by the wrong crowd. It's why I like to relax and spend time on the internet..