I'm here to listen.
If you need someone to vent or relate to, I'm your guy. I have been through a lot, much of which I won't even mention unless I feel a need to bring it up to assist someone with a personal problem. I am just here to be someone, anyone can relate to. I know talking helps, and it can be damn near impossible to find someone to talk to, or to even get someone to listen, but we all need it at times, and that's why I am here. I have been through many of the walks of life, so don't be shy or embarrassed to ask for help. Even the most independent people need help at times. THEY JUS NEED TO ASK!
If you have a problem, post here and I will get back to you as soon as possible. I am in a small town and I am currently looking for a job, so it may be every few days or so. But I will get back ASAP, I promise.
Anyone else here can help you as well, I am jus trying to do something positive and productive with my life and I feel this would be a great way for me to start. I love helping people, and I am very open and honest about myself and my experiences. So feel free to ask, and NEVER be afraid to ask for help when you need it.
Below, is a little bit about me and some of the shit I have been through.
My name is Taylor Smith. I go by Red or P-T (Playa Tayla).
I have been through gangs, gang violence, beefin over nothin to the point lives have been lost, or damn near.
I have lost the best of friends and family to drugs, and addiction.
I have been to hell and back again.
I have two children, that I rarely see, but I would kill or die for without even thinking about it.
I am 9+ hours away from home, out of state, in a place I don't know anyone, and trust everyone even less.
I have never been to prison, but I have been in and out of county jails 15+ times.
I have problems with love and ex's.
I have had family problems.
I am still struggling with addiction.
There are very few drugs I haven't tried at least once, and I have done more prescription pills than I can even remember the names of.
I have been told I overdosed once, and I do not even recall this happening. I stopped breathing for an hour and my two homegirls didn't know what to do. I woke up jus before they called 9-1-1.
I have made a few suicide attempts and have even held a gun to my head. LIFE IS DEFINITELY WORTH LIVING.
I am on probation away from home.
I have been backstabbed endlessly by people I trusted with my life.
I have mental disabilities such as schizophrenia and suffer from insomnia and depression.
I have been through some dark, deep, personal shit that I would rather not post here but if it comes up and I feel it may aid someone in there problems I will bring it up.
I am here to help. I can relate to most anything.
If you need help with cheating bitches, gang problems, getting over your ex(s), away from your home and children, having a bad day, have ANYTHING you need to get off your chest or talk to someone about, hit me up and I'll tell you what similar situation I went through and how I handled it.
**I am not a therapist, doctor, or professional of any kind. I am not an alternative to a suicide hotline or therapy. If you need immediate medical attention, obviously contact your local emergency dispatch.
