They say that in the beginning God created the earth. However my beginning is a lot different than that. Born to an EMT and a school teacher I used to be a happy boy I'm sure, I just can't remember that far back. I don't remember a lot actually, hence the title.
Im sure I grew up like most kids, loved and sheltered, told I could do and be anything I wanted. Fed enough and probably a little extra, my grandparents were right next door and my brother was only a few years older than me. We'd always play video games or is help my grandpa work on a tractor. It was the life you'd expect to see on a southern hallmark card. So when did it turn into some self hate fueled nightmare? Stay tuned to find out.
