Part 2

She called the cops on me because her friends told her too, the police were waiting at my apartment and i confessed and explained that i had broken the laptop in a fit of rage.

i did some thing wrong and was taking responsibility. Little did i know that charge i caught would follow me for the rest of my life. Trapped in dead end jobs. I bought her a new laptop the next day because i knew i would never replace it after rumination. She used that event to try to take full custody of our son. She took me to court and when i was interrogated, they kept asking me about her, do i know if she smokes or drinks? Is she promiscuous? Do i know anything negative about her?

I cried, and i said "i don't know anything about that person anymore, shes a stranger to me.." Fast forward

My sons lawyer then told the court that all he sees is a child with a strong healthy bond with his father, separating them would be a mistake This should have been enough, my sons love should have been enough for me, but it wasn't. I decided to kill my self spiritually, i became an npc. I would only work all the time, never make friends, never speak to anyone on my personal time, never go outside. My sons mother took me to court and i used up all my savings to defend my self, and i only got lucky because her fuck boy gave her a rude awakening, he wouldn't let her use his address for the court papers, so she basically showed up as a homeless woman wanting full custody because her fuck boy said NO. I still believe one day she will take him from me, and who am i to deny a child the warmth of a mothers embrace. It helps to Replace women with a fleshlight, looking at you fleshlight launch!

I would work anywhere, my greatest feat was negotiating my wages off the books with a hookah lounge owner. He offered to pay my 60$ a day or 8$ an hour, I took 8 bucks an hour. I would show up when it opens at 10am and work until 3-4am and rinse and repeat EVERYDAY, 4 hours total travel time to get there and back, power naps are real. I defeated his financial sense with my perseverance and work ethic. When i ran out of work, i would begin fixing things like a handy man. Even without any customers i could find work to do that no-one else would ever get around to doing. He thought i would quit after a while, he waited for me to quit until his patience was wearing thin and he fired me after over a year.

Where ever i go, i work like a machine, like a eunuch. I would smoke medical grade marijuana whenever i got tired as a pick me up and go back to work. I could work for 5 years somewhere and never learn some peoples names because i never had to speak with them.

I got a job as a dishwasher and i would hold down a chili's restaurant by myself, i became the heart of the kitchen and the haitians who didn't speak english would love working with me, one would hug me tightly and pick me up off the ground whenever he sees me come into work as his partner. Other People were terrified of me for some reason.

I remember the regional manager would come into our restaurant and when the GM would extend a handshake, the RDM would look at his hand, ignore it, and come find me in the dishpit and shake my hand. I remember i worked a triple shift, from 7am-3am went home took a shower and came back at 7am-3am again three times in a row. The DM called in some new guy to take over because he thought i was tired holding up the restaurant through friday saturday and sunday. But i wasnt, he saw me walk away, put on my coat and we made eye contact, he thought i was leaving to rest, i was just taking my first break in three days. I stepped outside for a few minutes and smoked out of my chillum and came back in under 5 minutes and went back to work. He came into the dishpit, sent the new guy home and said "i dont need you thanks for coming in you can leave if you want" he left right away. Then he came up to me and said, " you're an animal." To which i responded "thanks!" And turned back to the dishes. He laughed and couldnt stop laughing and sat down in the office, dumbfounded. Why does he work so hard? I guess is what he was thinking. I was working under a new general manager and he didnt like that during a meeting with executives his boss ran away from the meeting and slammed into the emergency exit running outside to catch me trying to sneak away. I helped set up the restaurant for the meeting by coming back after i closed then tried to leave without attracting the important peoples attention.

For the last time he shook my hand with both his hands and thanked me with deep gratitude present in his eyes.

The General manager fired me a week later. I guess i a prideful because i yelled his name and told him to come back and he thought i was going to beg for my job, i just shook his hand and said thank you for having me. Instant regret washed over him, i came in the next week for my paycheck and some of the cooks i work with saw me, THREW whatever was in their hands down onto the floor and ran out the back exit together. I waited for them to come back and asked why they did that. "We thought you were going to shoot the place up to be honest with you" haha funny guys.

I still live paycheck to paycheck, but i paid off my mothers rent, then paid 6 months in advance. I paid off my mothers debt so she could use her bank account again. I give all my money to my mother while i just gave up on living, i would be making 2k-3k a month no matter where i go because no-one regrets paying me overtime.

I used to weigh 250lbs, i weigh 120 pounds now and cannot lose more weight i hit the bottom. My son now weighs as much as me! Imagine me and him stepping on the scale in the bathroom and both being surprised we weigh the same! Haha.

We're a little crazy, here, I've had people try to jump me and rob me, and when they try i change my personality to match the situation and i didnt know other people could notice that, because two men who were flanking me getting ready to rob me in the subway suddenly started trembling and apologizing before running away saying they dont want any problems. To this day its still so weird that they could sense i was ready to kill one of them to scare off the other. I am a lover not a fighter, i will murder you if you put your hands on me.

The other day i was in the subway on my way home and a man came towards me with something in his hand, i was ready to grab him and throw him down onto the tracks if he got close enough to me but when i looked at him he flinched and dropped the knife.

I have very fast reflexes, i grabbed what he dropped instinctively, It was a knife. He looked upon me with horror as i gently caressed the blade, then i pointed the knife tip towards my stomach and pointed the handle at him and smiled then said "take it, its yours! Come on now whats wrong? TAKE IT!" He was shaking and then he reached out slowly and took it back. He was terrified of me i dont know why, coward. When i got home i saw a news report that a man had stabbed 2 people 3 hours ago in the subway around my stop. I laughed, why couldn't he put ME out of my misery, coward. The next day he stabbed two more people for a grand total of 2 kills 2 maimed.

I am crazy, but this world is crazier.

i saw Keith gill on youtube, i was watching but i have no bank account much less a brokerage account. I showed my son the videos, my son loved him and laughed when he said "I'm into the fundamentals, dont you laugh at me guys!"(Not an exact quote!) My son had such a joyful laugh watching this man.

I told my son i believe this man is our generations Prometheus. He has given Fire to the monkeys, yet the gods will take it away, but not before they PUNISH this man for his sin of helping progress mankind.

In January i started screaming that rich people fucked up and for the first time poor people won. My son asked me why i was happy that other people were making money and i told him because as long as just one slave escapes its worthy of celebrating, it is worthy of my happiness to see another escape their miserly existence.

Then i cried, i sobbed like a little girl and threw a tantrum, my son asked me what was wrong with me and i told him rich people turned off the stock market because a couple of poor people noticed what they were doing and had a chance to escape poverty.

I cried because if it was me about to escape, and someone pulled the rug out from under me and threw me back down into hell riddled with even more debt, i might kill myself. I knew thousands of people were going to kill themselves i could hear the wails of their suffering. I knew they actually felt as miserable and helpless as me with noone to turn to. Who could you tell that wouldnt chastise you out of ignorance?

I am crying right now because the emotions on that day are terrible to think back on. I waited in silence for the congressional hearing. I told my son he is a good human, and because he is a good human, he should feel the vibe.