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Straight, Inc. and Derivatives / brainwashed
« on: November 03, 2002, 07:36:00 AM »
Funny thing, my parents will never give up. They have too much pride to even ponder the thought that straight may have been a bad idea. I don't know how many times over the last 20 years I have tried in vane to convince them that it was bad. They always say I was court ordered. That is a lie, I would have known if I was court ordered. Sure, I got alot of trouble back then, but damn if I was to know I was court ordered. I always hated in open meetings when I heard my mom and dad pass the microphone and say LOVE YA JEFF. I always thought this was gonna be true that they really loved me. Tough love I can live without. My parents drive me crazy because they are still those straight parents with those straight attitudes. I swear to God they haven't let up at all. They tell me when my hair gets long that I look like a druggie. They haven'
t supported me at all in my life after straight. Last April I almost died in a bad bike accident. Punctured lungs and bang on the head. Police and ambulance came but because of certain circumstances like jail because of what I was carrying I refused treatment. It was crazy, I had to walk in the emergency room 2 days later because of internal bleeding. To make a long story short I was bad bad off and the only way out was to call them and they came and I finally convinced everyone I was OK, Winter Park Police wanted me bad, they said they could smell they alcohol and I knew if I went in I was going away for a while. I couldn't move the next day and needed my mom's help to get out of bed because of my broken ribs. She said you got yourself into this mess, now get yourself out. I am sick of you and your druggie behavior. I hate tough love, although I am thankful that they picked me up and I didn't have to go to jail. I still hate straight.
t supported me at all in my life after straight. Last April I almost died in a bad bike accident. Punctured lungs and bang on the head. Police and ambulance came but because of certain circumstances like jail because of what I was carrying I refused treatment. It was crazy, I had to walk in the emergency room 2 days later because of internal bleeding. To make a long story short I was bad bad off and the only way out was to call them and they came and I finally convinced everyone I was OK, Winter Park Police wanted me bad, they said they could smell they alcohol and I knew if I went in I was going away for a while. I couldn't move the next day and needed my mom's help to get out of bed because of my broken ribs. She said you got yourself into this mess, now get yourself out. I am sick of you and your druggie behavior. I hate tough love, although I am thankful that they picked me up and I didn't have to go to jail. I still hate straight.