| There was a time, when all things in this world seemed like a force of destruction aimed right at me. I was like any other child out there. Coming up in the world the best way I could, for the Positive Structure in my life. I remember wondering and imagining myself being on a computer, Electronics fascinated me in every-way. See my dreams were there, my goals, my focus, my drive. In this I lost my momentum do to abuse and other issues in my life(Will get into this later). I would sit there and listen to anything Positive, anything different. That would plant a seed in my Minds Eye to help me get out of the hole I was in. I suddenly found my self becoming a product of Thinking Errors from what surrounded me. Some how Through out the many years of going through these issues, I survived. I would like to tell you a bit of my story. I hope what you read today may change your life for tomorrow, And realize that there is hope and Positive Out-looks for all to achieve. When we find a direction and take the time to rid the Negativity in our lives. "You all have the god given equipment within you to do what you need to do and the ability to perceive til you get to a place where it becomes part of you and a way of life." |
| I was born in West Islip, NY. The night mares started shortly after I went through that tunnel into the light. My mother was a hard worker and my father was a Biker/ Mobster, with there type ambitions. I would spend a lot of time with other people, as for my mother was the only one that worked to pay the rent. My father would leave me at the lady's house on top of the bar. Where we lived. He would then pick me up from her house before, my mother came home. One day my father didn't get me on time. My mother found out what he was doing. In this he blew up at here and said "Why isn't dinner done" Then preceded to hang me from a two story building with a knife to my throat. Screaming at my mother saying "Why!!! Why!!! Why!!! isn't it done? Mom screamed for help and ran down to the bar with me in her arms and asked the bartender to use the phone. The bartender said "Sorry Mam there is a payphone just down the block" My mother said help me I have no money and was bleeding from the mouth. The lady said with a smile sorry Mam you are not using our bar phone. My mother looked up ever so frighted and said why are you protecting him??? The lady just smiled and grinned and said Mam you need to leave. The abuse in my life kept getting worse. My mother was in a thinking pattern of all she knows is this guy. She didn't know how to leave him. She stayed at my Grandparents |