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My whole life has been ups and downs, mostly downs. I've met my own father just a handful of times, mostly when he was trying to get his child support payment lowered and wanted to look good for the court. He's got all the money in the world, supports all of his other kids, even one in prison for selling drugs to an undercover cop and let one of them live in his big nice mansion smoking meth for a few years. But before and ever since he went to court to try and get child support payment lowered he never calls. If anything is/was needed such as new insurance cards his wife would be the one to call. I'm 20 now, so I'm not even costing him any money, and I havn't heard a word out of him since I was 14, and before that since I was to young to remember.
In 2010 my daughter was born, who I have only seen 3 times in her entire life. The mother is a bitch and is whats standing between me and my kid. About 2 months before my daughter was born I got her name tattooed on my arm and the mother went as far as to change how the name was spelled when she was born just to try and hurt me.
Since I was 13 I've been heavy in drugs and alcohol. I've tried lots of drugs; I've smoked pot regularly since I was 13. I've tried meth and it just made me sick, I fell in love with cocaine, smoked crack for a week straight, my main fix for a long time was liquid PCP, tripped on shrooms, shot heroine twice, shot novacaine and morphine, drank until I pissed myself and drank some more, and took a single hit of opium. I've been told I should have died but didn't.
I drink here and there on weekends still, but havn't used any hard drugs in over a year and rarely smoke pot anymore, but only because my dealer moved away to go to college and I don't really have any friends. I avoid contact with as many people as possible these days and only talk with my wife or online friends. If I knew where to get it, I'd still smoke weed as often as possible.
Two things happened to me recently that have caused me to just not know what to do with myself anymore.
When I was 14 I fell in love for the first time. With a girl named Bethany. We never dated. But I tried to prove myself to her constantly. I did anything I could to try and make her mine. I got close once, but my "best friend" told her some shit that wasn't true, he had also been her friend all her life, their parents had been friends so they literally knew each other since they were toddlers. And it pushed her away from me, and he took her for his own. Thats when most of the hard drug use started. Violence has always been an answer to me, and always will be, theres no way to change that. I tried to attack him multiple times but he either ran away or she got between me and him and I wouldn't do anything in that kind of situation. A little before my 16th birthday I tried to kill myself. I slit my wrists and fell asleep in a puddle of my own blood. But I woke up, with my wrists caked in blood and most of my body and matress stained red. I dont know how much blood a person can lose before they die, but I'm absolutely certain I shouldn't have been alive.
My wife's name is also Bethany. And everytime I call her by name it feels weird. I try to call her pet names and things as often as possible to avoid the feeling. Last night I had a dream about the other Bethany, and I woke up with a sick feeling and this nasty spiteful voice in the back of my head that told me "this isn't how your life should be, it was supposed to be with her". I have a sick feeling that this could end up hurting or even ending my marriage.
The other thing, I have been looking for a job since I was 16 years old. I dropped out of school to find work because the school work was to easy and I wanted to work, not sit behind a desk reading all day and being "taught" things I've known for years. Last month I took my GED and passed with flying colors without studying or anything. I guess I'm just smart.
Since I was 16, I've only been called in for 1 interview for a job. I've applied literally hundreds of places and re-applied at each of them every 3 - 4 months. Called in to check on my apps. Nothing has prevailed. Not having a job, I can't pay for the child support on a kid I never even get to see. I recently wanted to take the problem to court and get shared custody with her here with me on the weekends. I borrowed 7 dollars from my grandparents to print out and fill out over 50 pages of legal documents I needed. Spent around 4 hours finding the information to fill them out. Took them to the court house and was told the filing fee was 140.00 dollars and the serving fee was 35.65. Thats not the kind of money my family will loan me, because I don't have a job to pay them back and I already owe my grandparents almost 800 dollars for bailing me out of jail and paying my court fines last year for a drug and paraphernalia charge.
Yesterday, I got a letter from the child support collection agency that stated I had 10 days to call them and explain why I havn't paid any child support and owe 5 grand in backed child support or they would turn the case over to a prosecuting attorney.
So both my marriage and my freedom could be at risk. I dont know how to react. Its bad enough just to try and survive in the world today, but I cant even try to figure out how to deal with this shit.
In 2010 my daughter was born, who I have only seen 3 times in her entire life. The mother is a bitch and is whats standing between me and my kid. About 2 months before my daughter was born I got her name tattooed on my arm and the mother went as far as to change how the name was spelled when she was born just to try and hurt me.
Since I was 13 I've been heavy in drugs and alcohol. I've tried lots of drugs; I've smoked pot regularly since I was 13. I've tried meth and it just made me sick, I fell in love with cocaine, smoked crack for a week straight, my main fix for a long time was liquid PCP, tripped on shrooms, shot heroine twice, shot novacaine and morphine, drank until I pissed myself and drank some more, and took a single hit of opium. I've been told I should have died but didn't.
I drink here and there on weekends still, but havn't used any hard drugs in over a year and rarely smoke pot anymore, but only because my dealer moved away to go to college and I don't really have any friends. I avoid contact with as many people as possible these days and only talk with my wife or online friends. If I knew where to get it, I'd still smoke weed as often as possible.
Two things happened to me recently that have caused me to just not know what to do with myself anymore.
When I was 14 I fell in love for the first time. With a girl named Bethany. We never dated. But I tried to prove myself to her constantly. I did anything I could to try and make her mine. I got close once, but my "best friend" told her some shit that wasn't true, he had also been her friend all her life, their parents had been friends so they literally knew each other since they were toddlers. And it pushed her away from me, and he took her for his own. Thats when most of the hard drug use started. Violence has always been an answer to me, and always will be, theres no way to change that. I tried to attack him multiple times but he either ran away or she got between me and him and I wouldn't do anything in that kind of situation. A little before my 16th birthday I tried to kill myself. I slit my wrists and fell asleep in a puddle of my own blood. But I woke up, with my wrists caked in blood and most of my body and matress stained red. I dont know how much blood a person can lose before they die, but I'm absolutely certain I shouldn't have been alive.
My wife's name is also Bethany. And everytime I call her by name it feels weird. I try to call her pet names and things as often as possible to avoid the feeling. Last night I had a dream about the other Bethany, and I woke up with a sick feeling and this nasty spiteful voice in the back of my head that told me "this isn't how your life should be, it was supposed to be with her". I have a sick feeling that this could end up hurting or even ending my marriage.
The other thing, I have been looking for a job since I was 16 years old. I dropped out of school to find work because the school work was to easy and I wanted to work, not sit behind a desk reading all day and being "taught" things I've known for years. Last month I took my GED and passed with flying colors without studying or anything. I guess I'm just smart.
Since I was 16, I've only been called in for 1 interview for a job. I've applied literally hundreds of places and re-applied at each of them every 3 - 4 months. Called in to check on my apps. Nothing has prevailed. Not having a job, I can't pay for the child support on a kid I never even get to see. I recently wanted to take the problem to court and get shared custody with her here with me on the weekends. I borrowed 7 dollars from my grandparents to print out and fill out over 50 pages of legal documents I needed. Spent around 4 hours finding the information to fill them out. Took them to the court house and was told the filing fee was 140.00 dollars and the serving fee was 35.65. Thats not the kind of money my family will loan me, because I don't have a job to pay them back and I already owe my grandparents almost 800 dollars for bailing me out of jail and paying my court fines last year for a drug and paraphernalia charge.
Yesterday, I got a letter from the child support collection agency that stated I had 10 days to call them and explain why I havn't paid any child support and owe 5 grand in backed child support or they would turn the case over to a prosecuting attorney.
So both my marriage and my freedom could be at risk. I dont know how to react. Its bad enough just to try and survive in the world today, but I cant even try to figure out how to deal with this shit.
















