There will come a time when you believe everything is finished. That'll be the beginning." -- Louis La'Amour.
I'm really sorry to have to say that my professional wrestling career is over--forever. Although I've expected it to end for some time now, I could in no way ever prepare for it.
I suppose it doesn't do much good to speak negatively about how this or that has gone for me. I feel it is more fitting right now to remember the more positive aspects of my long and great career. I have not one regret. I'm proud of all my achievements, especially my seven World Heavyweight Championships.
I will miss the cities, the countries, especially the people--all colours, all religions, all ages, all languages. I've always tried my absolute best in every match, in every city, big or small, in countries all around the world.
I cannot begin to explain how proud I am to have touched so many people with the ability to wrestle. My heart is filled with memories. Like when I was mobbed at the Wailing Wall in Jerusalem by Palestinian children, tears in their eyes, kissing my hands. In Belfast, Ireland, being cheered on by both Catholic and Protestant fans, the emotions that poured out as I walked around the ring high-fiving our victory together. The time I was in Bahrain, Saudi Arabia, where they waved Canadian flags and chanted O Canada! I could go on endlessly, but maybe it's easier to say I was privileged to be the only world champion who really travelled the world.
I hope that my fans who have kept the faith, believing in me, may in some small way take some lesson from me that will help them in their lifetime. I will never forget how touched I was in Rochester, N.Y. in one of my last matches, when a bunch of die-hard fans held up a sign that read: Parking $10, Program $5, Ticket $35, watching Bret Hitman Hart wrestle--priceless."
I'm forever grateful for the doors that opened bringing me to America. Thank you for having me, for giving me so much. I thank all my fans everywhere. I owe you all for everything I am.
As for the wrestlers, it would mean a lot to me to always be remembered as "one of the boys." I've made great friendships that will last my lifetime and look forward to an easier life filled with reminiscing.
To all of you who worked with me, carried me, and trusted me, those who allowed my success to continue while theirs did not, all from a deep sense of tradition and honour. I tried to always work hard to be champion in your eyes first. My greatest accomplishment is knowing that I never seriously harmed one wrestler. It may not seem important, but I want it remembered that in all the years I never, ever refused to lose to another wrestler--except once--and that was that fateful day in Montreal, where it's clear that I stood up for "the boys."
I could begin to list all the great wrestlers I either watched or worked with, but it would take forever. I will simply say that I'd give anything to climb into the ring with so many of you just one more time. To most people, wrestling is stupid, it's fake, it doesn't mean anything. When I think about it, I'm reminded of a quote by George Braque: "Art is a sound turned to light."
I drift back to a time when I was 23 years old, wrestling for my father, in Regina, making $150 a night. It looked like it was going to be a near full crowd on hand to see me take on my arch rival, The Dynamite Kid, in a ladder match. The title and a bag supposedly containing $5,000 dangled from a string above the ring. Whoever could climb the ladder and grab it first would be the winner.
We were both so young when I look back on it now, so intense, when the bell rang, we tore into each other, ferociously, eventually spilling out onto the floor. I went to slam Dynamite's head into a steel chair. He, of course, had his hands up for protection, but I had no idea he would hit it so hard. His head bounced back, I tried to turn, but our heads smashed. I split the back of his head open and shattered my face, one of those rare accidents.
I could tell it was bad. I could poke my finger through a gaping hole in the middle of my nose. The blood poured. We fought on. I remember Dynamite jumping up high, gripping that heavy steel ladder coming down straight down on my head. I didn't move. The crowd gasped. I dreamed a smile--because he never even touched me. He really was the best. Finally, I had him right where I wanted him, but the referee was down. That's when J.R. Foley crept up on the apron and whacked me across the back with his heavy walking stick. Down I went. The crowd was furious--so unfair. Dynamite began to climb to the top, his fingers reaching. Suddenly, I jumped up, throwing a perfect desperation drop kick, just like he asked me. "...just barely touch the ladder with your toes. I'll control how I go over."
Sure enough, the ladder wobbled and tipped, he grimaced, over they both went, with amazing timing. Dynamite leapt off, straddling the top rope, bouncing up and out right on top of J.R. Foley. But the ladder hit the top rope with such force, bouncing all the way back, heading right toward me. I was lucky I saw it. I rolled and rolled as fast as I could. It crashed with a thud, missing my head by only inches. I sat up, checking to see if Dynamite was hurt. He appeared to be all right, but still both of us knew we'd be going for some stitches.
He was riding with me, so he had to duck down when we drove past the fans on the way to the Pasqua Hospital. From there, we drove back home, all night, so that we could wrestle the following night, too tired to say a word to each other.
But if I can stop right there...to somehow try and explain just what it is that I will miss the most about wrestling, I loved it all so much. I stood that big steel ladder up, one step up, climbing higher and higher, the crowd soaring with me, louder and louder, the blood dripping off my nose...reaching...I pulled that belt down and there it was--it happened. The crowd exploded.
We blew the roof off...so loud I could not hear a single sound except the beating of my own heart. If you're lucky enough to find a way of life you live, you also have to find the courage to finally say goodbye.
I'll put my guns in the ground. I can't shoot them any more.
|Do you visit either parent in prison? Do you plan on trying to have a real relationship with either when they get out?||I've visited my dad once. He's in Virginia so I'm not able to visit much. I'm not sure I would want to even if he was right next door. I visit my mom more often. I love my mom with everything I have. She had a serious gambling problem, and it lead to her demise. But everyone that knew her would say she is the sweetest, kindest, most good-hearted person. Nobody expected that out of her. She was desperate, and she went too far. Me and her still have a great relationship, although I'm pissed that I have to pay for all of her mistakes. I love her unconditionally. With my dad, it's a little different story. When he was out, he was a GREAT father to me. Everyone thought he was super dad. Was always taking me camping, playing basketball with me, playing with my dolls with me. So then he gets arrested for all of these terrible things, and I have to question everything he was. Was it all fake? I'm not sure. Was he using me as bate so he could get my friends to come over? Yes. Did he love me? I think so. I'm hesitant to answer his calls, I'm bitter to him, I can't forgive him. But at the same time he's my dad and I love him, so I can't just leave him high and dry. He isn't getting out until he is in his 80's, so I guess I don't really have to worry about having a real relationship with him when/if he gets out. :/|
|I hear ya, all those feelings concerning your dad sound really natural and confusing. As hard as it must be, it sounds like you're processing them well. Glad to hear that you are close with your mom! I hope your living situation gets smoothed over soon!||Thank you. After I turn 17 it won't be such a struggle because I'll be able to make my own living decisions. Until then, I guess I'm a run away! Haha. But yeah, I think I'm doing a good job handling things. I wasn't for the longest time, but lately I'm doing much better.|
|Really off topic, but you're a great writer for a 16 year old. Best of luck!||Thank you! I write a lot of poetry, and also try to write short stories but can never finish them. :/|
|You sound like a very strong and intelligent person- I have no doubt you will be the type of person who inspires everyone you meet!||Hey thanks! I hope so. I like to think the reason all of this happened to me is so I can help people in the future.|
|I have a feeling you will.||I really hope so.|
|Why are your parents in prison?||My dad got 33 years for making and distributing child pornography and sleeping with my babysitter. My mom got 12 years for armed robbery.|
|How old was your babysitter?||14-15.|
|Jesus Christ, you must have a story to tell.||Yep, I've got quite a few.|
|Even though she couldn't legally consent was it consentual or straight out rape? Ijust can't see how a fucking 14 year old would willingly do this with someone so much older. How old was your dad when he did this?||I think, at first, she may have consented. But then as time went on, she realized how messed up it was. She only stayed around to protect me. She's a really good person.|
|What's your dad's name? I want to see if I can find the story.||My dad was in his 40s, as his name is Kenneth W. Miller.|
|My question, are you a trouble maker too because of your parents?||No, I'm not a trouble maker. I like to think I'm a good person despite all of this. I've done things worthy of trouble, but I've never been in trouble and I don't have a destructive mindset.|
|I would be willing to hear some of them, if that's cool.||I went upstairs to ask my dad what we were having for dinner, and he was in his room looking through a peep hole, kind of shaking. I just dismissed it and walked away as I thought be might have been praying or something. Turns out he had drilled a hole in the closet wall through to the bathroom. He was looking at my babysitter getting dressed after her shower.|
|He would NEVER let me use his computer. EVER. One time I walked downstairs to where he was on his computer, and I kind of heard a peep of some moaning or something of the sort. He shut his laptop so quickly and changed the subject. He was looking at the porn.|
|He told me about a pen pal he had in Indiana. Turns out the dude was sending him child pornography.|
|At night, my babysitter would cuddle with me extremely closely. She would wrap her legs all over me and hug me really tight. Turns out she was protecting me and herself from my dad. Because at night, he would come into the room and molest her.|
|That's really bad. Do you have any want/need to see him again? If you ever need someone to talk to about general things you can.||I'm not sure how I feel about him right now. I don't think I can resolve this easily.|
|Wow, that sounds like a traumatic place to live. I'm sorry that you experienced something like that. Do you still keep in contact with your babysitter or father? Was the babysitter a relative of yours or just a family friend? Thanks for sharing the story by the way, it's quite interesting.||She went to church at the same place me and my dad went, so he figured it would be a good idea for her to babysit me. I ha a conversation with her a few weeks about the whole situation. We're on good terms. My dad still calls me, and we talk, but I'm not very talkative.|
|Not sure if this was asked. Why did you have a sitter if your dad was home? Why did she shower at your house? Why did she spend the night? Why did she keep that job? Did your mom know? Where was she at night? Do you know if your parents were ever sexually abused when they were young?||The babysitter would stay the night because my dad sometimes worked nights, but after a while she started staying mostly all the time. She practically lived with us. Im not entirely sure why she kept the job. It probably had to do with the fact that she was sort of seeing my dad, and she was scared to leave. She also claims she was protecting me. One day they got in a fight and he threatened to fire her. That's when she turned him in to the police.|
|Being a little girl, I didn't realize there was anything suspicious about Her being there so often My mom thought something fishy was going on, but she wanted to believe everything was fine because he was my dad. She talked to the police about him once and they said because there was no evidence, they couldn't do an investigation. My mom felt really guilty after he was arrested, and I hope the police did too.|
|My mom and dad were divorced, so she didn't know what was going on at all. She just had a gut feeling that something was wrong. And no, they weren't sexually abused that I know of.|
|Yeah I figure you wouldn't be, so are you at a foster home or something? How old were you when they were both put away?||My dad was arrested when I was in 5th grade. My mom, when I was in 8th. I moved in with my aunt first, then my grandma, then my friend's parents, and now I'm in Texas with my sisters.|
|What do you plan to do once you turn 18? What do you want to pursue?||I plan to go to UT for psychology. After my dad got arrested, (I was in 5th grade) I had to go to therapy. My therapist was really cold, and joked around about my situation. I think if I would have had good counseling throughout that period, I would have been able to cope much better. So, I want to be a child psychologist because I know how vital it is to have someone guide you through a hard time. I want to be there for kids so they don't have to go through the same thing I did.|
|Just so you know, psychology has one of the lowest rates for getting a job in your field after graduation. If you are serious, expect grad school, and interning, and all kinds of certification to get a job. you'll probably be in school mode at least 10 years. reference: my wife is a psychologist.||I know, that's what I'm kind of freaking out about. But I feel like its my calling.|
|You're going to do great, son.||Actually, I'm a lady. Hahhaha but thank you!|
|I think if it is your passion you will find a job that fulfills you, just don't expect to earn much. But here's hoping you marry rich & get the best of both worlds! ;)||Yeah, we'll see! I have a year to think about it all and get more information about my possible career choices, so I hoping I'll figure it out and find something that suits me and will give me a comfortable life.|
|I wanted to have a Captain America moment with the son... Alas! But I really do admire you, so there!||Oh crap, I'm sorry I ruined your moment, man. Haha.|
|I see, I see. It's good that you don't hate her for it. If you need someone to talk to, just drop me a PM or something? +8GMT timezone, though, but I am always willing to spend time talking to someone on the Internet.||Awesome, well we shall keep in touch!|
|For someone who's had a lot happen in his young life, what keeps you going? What things are you looking forward to at this point?||Nothing, for a long time. I've contemplated killing myself a number of times. For a while, I didn't care about anything. I was so pissed off at everything and life didn't seem worth living. God, I was so pissed. But after a while, I just had to carry on. I realized I can't spend my whole life like that. I just had to toughen up and live. Things don't get better with time, I've just become familiar with my emotions. It's a part of me that I can't do anything to change. So I accept them now. Last month I came to Texas, and the change of scenery was so good for me. Now I'm just looking forward to what's to come, whatever it is. I'm open to everything and I'm just excited to see what my life will bring me :)|
|If even the promise of the next day is what keeps you going, good on you. It's better than whatever the alternative might be. Stay strong, buddy.||Yeah, I agree. And thank you. There's not much a person can do but keep going.|
|Things don't get better with time, I've just become familiar with my emotions. As someone who has dealt with depression - THIS. Well said.||Thanks. It's so true to me. As long as you can find a way to deal with how you feel, the emotions become second nature.|
|Last month you came to Texas? I live in Houston, so welcome to the fire we call July and August. lol.||Hahaha thanks man. Im not used to this in Michigan. The other day I was going somewhere, and it was so hot outside but I was like, "you know what fuck this, I do what I want! I'm wearing jeans and a sweater!!!"|
|Wasn't the best decision I've ever made..|
|Where in Texas are you at? I don't have much to offer but my company and a home-cooked meal, but if you have use for either?||I could use some friends here. Wanna PM me and prove you're not a rapist? Haha.|
|I'm. In the same. Situation. My mom killed my dad. And she is serving a life sentence. And I don't have my dad any more. This has left me very lonley. And scared. How has your life been changed?||I'm so sorry. :( If you ever need someone to talk to, just PM me. I'd be happy to help you with anything you need.|
|My life is completely different than I ever thought it would be. Getting out of the town I was in and having a fresh start is what made things better for me. If that's an option for you, I think you should do it too. It makes a world of difference.|
|Who takes care of you ?||It's really hard to find a place to call home after it's taken away from you. So I've been moving around a lot since freshman year. I'm now a senior. First, I moved in with my aunt, but she was pretty terrible to me, so I decided to move into my grandma's in Texas. That was even worse. The school was bad (teachers were all dumb asses, was doing things I learned in 6th grade) so my friend back home said I could move in with her family. Turns out her parents are psychotic conservative Christian crazies. So, this summer I'm staying with my sisters in Texas. I don't plan on going back to live with my friend's parents, but they don't know that yet. It's been a mess.|
|Any experiences with the conservative family worth mentioning?||My aunt treated me like I wasn't even there. When she would be gone for the night, she would make me leave the house and she'd lock me out. I got a monthly 600 dollar check from the VA because my dad is a disabled veteran, and she would take almost the whole thing and give me $10 every two weeks. We had little to no communication. I probably could have made things work at my grandma's house if I really tried. I thought moving would give me a fresh start, but moving made me realize how much I needed my friends. I was really vulnerable at the time. I was in a school where I didn't know anybody, in a tiny little town in Texas, missing my hometown and friends.|
|What was it about living with your aunt and grandmother that was terrible?||I didn't see the first part of your question. For starters, right when I moved in they made me take out my lip ring and change the way I dress. Church every Sunday and Wednesday, you don't miss it for the world. They believe crazy things like you shouldn't let a homosexual watch your kids because if someone is immoral enough to have sex with their same gender, obviously they would rape your children. It is idolatry to hang posters of celebrities in your house. Not allowed to stay at a friend's house if their mom or dad is living with their SO but not married to them. (Because if a man lives with a woman without marrying her, he will probably rape her children.) Crazy things like that. It got to the point where if I was driving around with my friends and saw someone from their church/family, I would duck. If I was at a restaurant with my friend, I was on guard all the time in case I saw one of them. I was only allowed to be at about three places. If they saw me somewhere else, I'd most likely be lectured and grounded.|
|How are you a senior at 16?||I started kindergarten when I was 4, so I'm a year behind everyone else. I turn 17 in two months.|
|As an upcoming sophmore I can confirm: texas schools are shit.||Why is it so bad here?? My school claimed to have some of the highest TAKS (I think that's what they were called) scores in the state, yet I only met a handful of people who could even form a complete sentence.|
|To be fair, living expenses might be $600 a month. Considering utilities and food costs. And other incidentals like bathroom supplies. However, she should have gone over all these things to show you where it all went.||Yeah but the money wasn't supposed to be for paying for the bills. It was supposed to be used for me and saved. She used it all at the casino, she also had a problem as most of my family does.|
|Happy birthday in advance kid.||Hey thanks! Haha I think it's gonna be my best birthday yet!|
|Be strong, dear.||And yeah, everything is going really well with my sisters. I'm more independent and I don't have to hide who I am here. Also I have the most beautiful nephews a girl could ask for. I'm the happiest I've been in a long time. That's why I wanted to do this AMA. I'm in a good sate of mind now and was hoping my story could inspire or help someone that needed it.|
|Oh, yeah it does say that. Lame. Let me know what you think!||That song was amazing.|
|Does it bother you that wall street bankers who steal/stole billions of dollars and are bailed out by congress with taxpayer dollars are free- with respect to your Mother's situation?||I think that's something that should bother anybody regardless. It really does make me mad though, because I hate to imagine my mom eating small portions of terrible food and sleeping in an uncomfortable bed, while tax money that could go to prisons (or anything it's supposed to go to, for that matter) is being spent on bailing out people who deserve to be punished just as much, or more, than my mother does.|
|I see that you mentioned Paramore as one of your favorite bands. Have a listen to 'Future' off their new album, I think you'll be able to connect with the song. Keep your head up, good things will come your way!||Thanks! I'll check it out. I've only listened to their new album once. It's not that I don't like it, I'm just still coming to terms with all the changes they've made recently.|
|How do you feel about those spoiled ungrateful kids(people) in the world who have more than enough but always complain about how bad their life is? What would you tell them?||I find it hard to have sympathy for people like that. I understand they probably have some problems too, but after going through what I have, their problems seem so insignificant to me. When I hear people like that talking about how terrible their lives are, I just roll my eyes. I'd tell them to appreciate what they've got and stop being such a little bitch for gods sake.|
|Whenever you find yourself having to tell others that you don't live with your parents/that they're in prison, are you open about it or ashamed? Do people treat you differently?||I'm not ashamed of it, but I tend to not be very open about it either. Not because I feel bad telling people, but because I don't feel like telling the same story over and over. Usually when I meet new people and they ask who I live with, I will tell them, but they don't ask a lot of questions about it unless they're closer to me, in which case I'm very open about everything. I'm not ashamed of it because it's been a part of me for so long. If someone wants to judge me about it, it doesn't phase me. But no, I don't recall anybody treating me differently. Everyone was very supportive of it all, and I never got any shit for it when I was little. I'm sure people talked behind my back about it at times, but people were never nicemeaner to me directly because of my situation.|
|What kind of music do you like?||Coheed and Cambria is by far my favorite band, but I like a lot of everything. Death Cab, Pierce the Veil, Chiodos, Gorillaz, Brand New, Sublime, Paramore, Regina Spektor, Circa Survive, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Ratatat, Mayday Parade, Green Day, Explosions in the Sky, Cocorosie, Passion Pit, Two Door Cinema Club, Lacuna Coil...to name a few hahah.|
|Circa. Yes. Anyways, What's been the hardest part for you? And are you living self sufficiently? Either way that's incredibly difficult and I applaud you for being a badass.||The hardest part has probably been having to deal with my abundance of basassery. Lol no for real, I think the hardest part is thinking about what my life could have been if my parents never went to prison. I think about how much easier everything would be, and how much happier my entire family would be. I would still be in my hometown, watching romances with my mom and crying for days after the movie, eating way too much chocolate together, and sitting in the car and real talking for hours. But then I think, if they didn't get caught doing what they were doing, my dad would continue to ruin little girls' lives, and my mom would continue her downward spiral and end up succeeding in one of her suicide attempts. It's hard to come to the realization that them being in prison is for the best, despite my own wants and needs. Right now I'm living more self sufficiently than I ever have been, but I'm not paying all of my own bills. I do have a job and I'm doing a lot of things for myself, but my sisters are helping a lot.|
|You just listed most of my playlist! Haha.||Then we can be friends.|
|Have you checked out Go Radio? Jason Lancaster started it (singer from mayday) and he is fantastic.||Yeah, totally. I don't think that Jason Lancaster or Mayday Parade can reach their full potential without each other, though. Jason has a beautiful voice and writes wonderful lyrics, but Mayday has a better sound. I wish they were still together. :(|
|Coheed has gotten me through some the hardest times in my life. I was alright to just creep and read your life story until I saw that. Your a fuckin trooper. After reading this Time Consumer is now your official song. Your welcome. :)||My life is complete!!! Time Consumer is one of my favorites. Have you read The Amory Wars?|
|That's incredibly selfless of you to say. Seriously that made my night. If you ever need help with anything don't hesitate to ask!||Well me making your night made my night :-)|
|I have to commend you on your strength. I'm 26 and you've gone through more than I can imagine. Your AMA definitely made my day and inspired me. Stay strong!||Thank you. In glad I made a difference. :)|
|Fuck yah, did we just become best friends?||Not quite, I haven't read them yet. :/|
|I'm confused on the order and if the first books go with the Amory Wars storyline. I'm not sure how to start.|
|What are you doing with your life now?||I'm living in Austin, working at the mall. I'm starting my senior year in the fall and after that I plan to go to University of Texas.|
|of all you're a real commendable guy. Feel free not to answer this question, but do you know what highschool you're going to.||Not quite sure yet, somewhere in Austin. And thank you. :) P.S. I'm a girl. Do I talk like a dude? Hahahah.|
|I'm in Austin too! I highly doubt we will ever run into each other but oh well! I'm really sorry you're going through, you deserve so much better.||Thanks! And go Austin! I love this place. And maybe we already have ran into each other. Haha we may never know.|
|Hahaha, I only ask because I live in Austin aswell. I believe you'll find it a very nice and accepting place (I mean if you ignore the fact that I thought you were a black male when I read your topic tittle). Anyway jokes aside, best of luck to to you.||HAHHAA I wonder why I sound like a guy! Everyone who's mentioned something about my gender referred to me as a guy. I guess I can't complain, because I usually assume everyone is a guy unless they specify as well. But yeah, I am LOVING Austin so far.|
|What's the story behind your username?||One time I was at my friend Vanessa's house, and we were reaaally hungry, so we decided to make a pizza. and I was all, "AHHH I'm starving, I wish the pizza was done right now, damnit." And she pulled back her eyes with her fingers and said, in the craziest Chinese accent, "YOU WAIT FOR FOOD!" Here's a picture of the exact moment. (I hope this link works, I've never used this site before.) Link to i.cubeupload.com|
|I guess it's not really that funny, you just had to be there. But now it's a phrase we say all the time.|
|That actually does sound pretty funny.||It was hilarious! I wish I had a recording of how she said it.|
|I'm not sure if I'm too late to this one... Is anyone prejudiced against you because of your parents being in prison? Have you ever experienced and discrimination or hat because of it?||One time, after my mom got arrested, I was in a gas station buying candy or something of the sort, and two ladies in front of me at the check out were talking about my mom. Her personal life and stuff. Needless to say, they were completely wrong. But they were talking for a while and I just stood there listening to what they had to say. They started looking at me too, and talking to me about it as if I was interested. Then I said something really badass (can't remember it now) but it was something telling them that that's my mother and they need to shut the fuck up. The look on their faces was priceless. Then I made my grand exit. It was awesome.|
|Are you going to welcome your parents with open arms when they get out?||I'm going to welcome my mom with open arms. I will help her with anything she needs. I'm not sure about my father. I'd like to say that I will, but it's so far in the future so I'm not sure how I will feel when the time comes around.|
|Thanks for the reply. I feel like I would do the same, your mom had her reasons, but the mind your father possesses would probably be too much for me to handle.||I'm starting to think he's a complete sociopath. He's been trying to better his life but he is still very controlling and thinks he is right about everything. To this day, he will say he's innocent despite the abundance of evidence against him. He's also convinced his mother and a lot of his friends of his "innocence."|
|Just keep it in the back of your head. I know you want to believe your mom, who doesn't. But life in prison is a different culture and most people adapt to their surroundings no matter how hard they try not to. Just be mindful when she's released is all I'm saying.||Yeah I will. But she is doing really good in there. I know she could relapse, but she's been getting herself healthy and she has the support of the family, so I'm hoping things will stay on track.|
|That's a absolutely nuts. Either way, I hope you make your peace with both of your parents after them not being there for you.||Thank you. I hope I can come to terms with my dad someday. It's extremely awkward to talk about with him so I'm not sure we will ever fully understand each other. But honestly, thank you for the support :)|
|Who are you living with now?||Am visiting my sisters in Texas right now. Basically running away from "home" because the people I was staying with were insane. Edit: were.|
|What kind of gambling did your mom get into? Was she into anyone for money?||Yeah, actually. She had a boyfriend from the time I was 4 to when she got arrested. They really did love each other, and she still says he was the love of her life. But again, gambling was her first priority. I remember her stealing his money/writing checks in his name. Also she met a man at the casino one time and he was talking her up and telling her how much money he has. She ended up seeing him for a while, and he was giving her money. Then he raped her. It was a big mess because when she tried to press charges, he said she was taking his money although he was giving it to her. He was pissed because she didn't want to sleep with him.|
|Do you harbor any resentment for your parents? Do you feel betrayed and abandoned at all?||At first, yes. I still feel very betrayed. Especially since my mom saw me go through such a hard time when my dad got arrested. I can't believe she would risk putting me through the same thing again. I'll always have that anger towards the situation, but I've resolve most of my resentment towards my mom. I will never completely forgive my father.|
|Hello there, thanks for doing this AMA. q1) Has the experience steered you in a direction where you want to do something about your life and others that constitutes a breakthrough? For example, helping to rehabilitate young people when you have gone far enough in life. Q2) I really really wish you all the best in life (college, work, finding a new home etc). I read that you've said that you've moved a lot (so you probably made few lasting friendships), if you don't mind, do you want to be my email/pen pal? I live on an island in South East Asia.||Q2: I had to answer this one first because its exciting! Yes of course I want to be your pen pal!! Q1: I plan to have a career in helping young kids after they've gone through a situation similar to mine. When my dad got taken away, I had a terrible psychologist. I want to be there for kids like me who really need it.|
|It seems like you got dealt a pretty shitty hand of a life. Is there anyone you can talk to (not your family) to help you learn what normal is? You need a psychologist or something similar. Not trying to be preachy, but find someone stable to help you out. Good luck.||Thanks. Right now I'm doing pretty good, I think. It would be nice to have a psychologist but right now I just can't afford it. Hopefully I'll meet some people here and they can help me out by just being my friend.|
|Whenever I see "get some therapy" advice... I always wonder "but wait, don't you have to be able to afford that?" I'll be your long distance friend :)||Yes exactly! That shit is expensive. Cool, I could really use one :)|
|Do "thug life" jokes get old?||Yeah. Also a lot of people tell me it's so badass that my mom robbed a bank. It's not like a movie. This is real life. It is not badass that my mom is in prison and my life went to shit because of it.|
|How has your own life turned out so far? I realize you are young, but do you go to school/have any plans for the future? Also, I wish you all the best.||I've talked about my plans for the future somewhere else in this thread, but I plan to go to UT for psychology. My life has been not so good until recently, when I moved back to Texas with my sisters. I'm no longer repressed by the people I was staying with, and I'm actually looking forward to living.|
|How old are your siblings? Do you have any plans for college? I'm so sorry you had to go through that but you seem like a very strong and independent person.||They're 23 and 25.|
|What are some ways that you deal with it? I have trouble being away from my parents for a week or 2. (I go to boarding school away from them.) I'm just wondering because you must be an incredibly strong person!||I just keep myself busy with other things. When you're reading a good book, the world is almost invisible. Getting carried away in music and drawing. Whatever your interests are. Just dive into them. Not only will it take your mind off of missing your parents, but it will make you a more well-rounded person.|
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