This will be a very long story about my life , I have to get it off my chest.
Today is a day, I thought I never utter these words to my mother. "I'm never stepping foot in your house every again! " These are the words I never thought I'd would every say to my mom.
These word didn't come from hate but love. Here's a back story of my life, I think most people from BHW comes from similar stories I read about. So when I was 14 my mom married her husband (Not my dad! long story on my dad was a loser.). With the guy of her dreams, he took us from this small cramp apartment and put us into these new home. He made sure he paid the bills on time, he's not wealthy by a long shot. He was a blue collar worker, he was a maintenance at a local hospital. So at the age of 15 my mom had a nervous break down at her job, long story short she quit her job, and became a house wife since the guy could take care of bills and things. So sounds like a great guy right? he only had one problem, and that problem was me.
At the time, I was 16 I got my first job working at the local Wal-mart. so I could buy my own things and not be a burden to my family. So as I was getting paid I was happy because as a 16 years old getting paid around 600 bi weekly was good money. So my step father said I should help out with the household expenses. I didn't mind so I gave half my check to help out. I was still able to do things like buy things for my girlfriend at the time (we still great friends by the way.) like a iPod and go out to eat when I was off. Then a week before the 4th of July I lost my job.
A week later I was told since I couldn't help out with the bills, I had to leave the house. So from 16 to 19 I was homeless. I was able to find a job working at a local grocery store (That went out of business when the economy collapse!) But I was able to buy my first car. So I moved back in with my mom and stepdad. The plan was since I became homeless, I had to drop out of school. I was going to stay for 6 months and get my Ged, and go to college, but that plan fail badly. My girlfriend (Yes the same girls since I was 16, she was everything to me.) came over and brought something to eat. so we ate in my room. My stepfather came home from work and went in my room and kicked me out again just for having a Burger King wrapper in my trash can, and kicked me out once again. The excuse he told my mom was he had a zero eating in your room policy. So again I was homeless I had to drop out of Ged classes. So fast forward to 2014 am in my mid 20's my brother found me sleeping in a local park, and said I a crash on his couch until I figure out what I wanted to do with my life.
So I just been surfing the web trying to find odd jobs, and came across BHW. What got me is the stories you guys had to tell, and the income you guys are making now. So I decided to be a IM'er. This time I planed on working on the internet and save up to go to college. I worked odd jobs next to nothing( like helping people move for like 25 dollars.) to buy tools like scrapebox. Hell I worked a few odd jobs to save save up and buy GSA a few weeks ago. believe it or not I been doing captures by hand lol. But again I will save up and by that too!
Anyway so my brother is about to get married and I wanted to save up and move out at by the end of the summer, and start over in Portland,OR . That was my first thread was about. So I been going to my mom house in the mornings trying to get advice from her about the things I need, to start my new life. So this morning my Stepdad claim am disrupting his life, by just sitting on they porch and asking questions. So my mom was telling him I did nothing wrong but ask common questions about how to start my life. His excuse this time was I was too grown to be asking these questions. I really had to think to myself and say I wouldn't been like this if I wasn't kicked out, and able to finish school. So after I made it home I called her and told I won't ever visit her at her house again. That really hurt to say that, but it wasn't out of anger. It was mostly because he treated my mom great and my brother, and there was no reason for her to leave and might become homeless. I know what's it like and it's not fun (duh). I don't know why, He just hate me for whatever unknown reason.
Today is a day, I thought I never utter these words to my mother. "I'm never stepping foot in your house every again! " These are the words I never thought I'd would every say to my mom.
These word didn't come from hate but love. Here's a back story of my life, I think most people from BHW comes from similar stories I read about. So when I was 14 my mom married her husband (Not my dad! long story on my dad was a loser.). With the guy of her dreams, he took us from this small cramp apartment and put us into these new home. He made sure he paid the bills on time, he's not wealthy by a long shot. He was a blue collar worker, he was a maintenance at a local hospital. So at the age of 15 my mom had a nervous break down at her job, long story short she quit her job, and became a house wife since the guy could take care of bills and things. So sounds like a great guy right? he only had one problem, and that problem was me.
At the time, I was 16 I got my first job working at the local Wal-mart. so I could buy my own things and not be a burden to my family. So as I was getting paid I was happy because as a 16 years old getting paid around 600 bi weekly was good money. So my step father said I should help out with the household expenses. I didn't mind so I gave half my check to help out. I was still able to do things like buy things for my girlfriend at the time (we still great friends by the way.) like a iPod and go out to eat when I was off. Then a week before the 4th of July I lost my job.
A week later I was told since I couldn't help out with the bills, I had to leave the house. So from 16 to 19 I was homeless. I was able to find a job working at a local grocery store (That went out of business when the economy collapse!
) But I was able to buy my first car. So I moved back in with my mom and stepdad. The plan was since I became homeless, I had to drop out of school. I was going to stay for 6 months and get my Ged, and go to college, but that plan fail badly. My girlfriend (Yes the same girls since I was 16, she was everything to me.) came over and brought something to eat. so we ate in my room. My stepfather came home from work and went in my room and kicked me out again just for having a Burger King wrapper in my trash can, and kicked me out once again. The excuse he told my mom was he had a zero eating in your room policy. So again I was homeless I had to drop out of Ged classes. So fast forward to 2014 am in my mid 20's my brother found me sleeping in a local park, and said I a crash on his couch until I figure out what I wanted to do with my life. So I just been surfing the web trying to find odd jobs, and came across BHW. What got me is the stories you guys had to tell, and the income you guys are making now. So I decided to be a IM'er. This time I planed on working on the internet and save up to go to college. I worked odd jobs next to nothing( like helping people move for like 25 dollars.) to buy tools like scrapebox. Hell I worked a few odd jobs to save save up and buy GSA a few weeks ago. believe it or not I been doing captures by hand lol. But again I will save up and by that too!
Anyway so my brother is about to get married and I wanted to save up and move out at by the end of the summer, and start over in Portland,OR . That was my first thread was about. So I been going to my mom house in the mornings trying to get advice from her about the things I need, to start my new life. So this morning my Stepdad claim am disrupting his life, by just sitting on they porch and asking questions. So my mom was telling him I did nothing wrong but ask common questions about how to start my life. His excuse this time was I was too grown to be asking these questions. I really had to think to myself and say I wouldn't been like this if I wasn't kicked out, and able to finish school. So after I made it home I called her and told I won't ever visit her at her house again.
That really hurt to say that, but it wasn't out of anger. It was mostly because he treated my mom great and my brother, and there was no reason for her to leave and might become homeless. I know what's it like and it's not fun (duh). I don't know why, He just hate me for whatever unknown reason.
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