Once I hit rhe age of 13. Is when I can first remember starting to feel dulled emotions. I led a somewhat normal life until the age of 18 or 19, people liked me. Loved to be around me.

When my ex cheated on me is when it all went downhill. On multiple occasions tried to find the one guy who actually knew we were dating. Because he lived next to us. He constantly moved from house to house, relatives and friends. When I would get access to a firearm. He would have moved somewhere else. I was at his house one time with a knife, but he had like 7 or 8 family members there. In my mind, it wasn't worth it unless I had a gun, because that many people could overpower me with a knife and call the cops.

They ended up calling the cops because I was casing the house. The sheriff said if I ever went to that town again I would be arrested.

Never knew you could be banned from a town until then.