So this little box asks “what’s on your mind?”. Some days this is a very good question, for the most part I really don’t know what I should put. There are so many things that are constantly on my mind . How do I get out of this deep arse hole that I am in. For five years, I was without identification, and it was a royal pain in the arse to finally get an Arkansas identification card, so that I might attempt to find a job. In April of this year (2014), I finally accomplished this with help from my grandfather and uncle in obtaining the documents necessary to do so. Most people thought I was bull-shitting them when I told them that I kept getting denied for my birth certificate, and that even with the birth certificate I would not be able to get said identification. The issue at hand was that I was born to an American Marine, and a Canadian citizen; apparently being the child of two countries there were certain rules in place that had to be followed. These procedures were not followed, I am assuming that this was due to lack of knowledge of these directives. I was never issued a Certificate of Birth Abroad (CRBA), to prove my American citizenship.
My childhood was traumatic to say the least. I was party of the Canadian court system for at least a year if not more. Honestly I can not recall 90% of my life prior to the age of 7, and even up til I was 17, most of my childhood is a blur. I spent at least 9 years dealing with therapists, and two live-in facilities. For the life of me, I can only recall a few defining moments during all of it.
Okay, so I am not the best writer on the planet, not even close. On July 30th, I had back surgery, as most that even look at this already know. I am currently taking pain medication, muscle relaxers, stomach medicine, and honestly do not like the way they make me feel. My mind is already a jumbled mess without this FDA approved crud, even more so once they kick in, like they have recently done. Blah, I will attempt to come back later and complete this, or just skip it all, because I am sure no one is really interested in what a sob story, my life has been, or become, blah blah blah, you all know the drill.
Blessed be, Peace.