Little did I know that at 21 I would end up sleeping in a pull out couch in the middle of my dad’s living room, with a part time job and no career ahead of me. But before we get to me let me tell you a bit of the people who brought me into this world.
Let’s go back to how it all began, I was born as I like to call it, in”The Worst Time of The Year” it’s the middle of December, it’s raining and the only light in this time is all the babies being born, I mean how much better can it get.
My mother was 21, she was and still is a beautiful woman although back then she had this long curly brunette hair that went all the way below her waist line, but now she cut it to her shoulders and dyed it black. Thank God, she looks way younger. My mom wore dark lipliner, I mean you’d think she was a straight up chola especially with her big ol’ hoops, if I found myself in an alley i’d run, seriously she looked like one of those East LA cholas who would probably beat my ass, but little did I know she was a good student and an amazing daughter.
My Dad was only 19 when I was born, yes my mom was a low-key cougar haha, actually no but the actual story will be in a next post about how they met. Anyways, my dad was average height and very skinny I think the only thing plump was the top of his head. If you ask any of his friends or my family they will tell you how he spent hours slicking his hair back and making it voluminous, I mean the man would use up to 2 cans of aqua net, he didn’t care if he was late to school as long as his hair was done he was content. I think that’s one of the things he loved just as much as he loved me. Trust me when I tell you that if it didn’t come out perfect he would re-do it all over again.
I was born, and a few years later my parents separated, my life isn’t interesting but I’ve made choices that can allow someone who is in the same situation as I was or as I am whether it be 12 years old, 15, or even 21 see that it isn’t alway about making others happy if you’re not happy.
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