ok, so in order for me to really get started with the ways of this blog. I need to layout some history and explain a few things. First thing first, the person in this blog...(namely...me) is fictional. realistically i dont exist. I am just the person that my writter wishes very hard to be. Now for background. I am an only child raised in rural Arkansas by my parents Desmond and Molly. During the day through the week Desmond worked in a factory along with Molly. At all other times he was in a field doing what he loved best. Farming and staying the hell away from Molly. Molly is one hard ass woman to get along with. (oh and i'm going to cuss....if its bothering you...get of my page. thx) Well not much else on the home front really. Parents finally did the right thing and split up when i was 13. After I was grown and had kids of my own he re-married a really nice woman named Rita. Um jump forward, high school kids fucking suck. i was fat akward and shy....so naturally i was the butt of all their jokes. Married the first guy that looked in my direction. Had a kid, and a nervous breakdown, then got divorced. Had kid number two with a mean little border jumper, who insisted on beating my ass on a regular basis! moving right along to Mistake # 1...i would say this was the worst of them all. Little white cracker ass trying to be Gangsta! well let me tell ya where that landed him, in Jail! at christmas with my kids watching it all go down! real winner. At this point i sat back and realized that i had let myself go through unimaginable things. How do you date someone when you know that they are already married, but they live with you, and his "wife" knew all about it. I was becoming white trash! it was time that i did something for me! start living for myself for 5 mins and get a grip with reality.
I had been talking to a guy friend for a while that had been trying to get me to leave my town and move to the southern part of the state. After a while of dating, I took him up on that offer. I watched as we loaded all of my stuff and my kids stuff into one large uhaul, I hugged my weaping parents, and we were off. As we left i promised to change the old me. New town, New friends, New ME!
