Life changing experience

I know I was just fucking with you. But its like when I'm there its a problem. Now when I'm not there and something serious happen its a problem when I'm not there. And its about one of my kids so its not a joking matter. Now everybody on my back saying if I was there it wouldn't of never happened. But its like that was unpreventable what more can I do

Our society is no longer structured to support intact families. I have my genealogy going back in some lines to ancient times, pretty much all of them documented to the 1600's. None of these fractured families until my generation. Seven kids. Of the six of us still alive three of us are divorced. One sister still married, two brothers. Another brother seems to have a good marriage with his second wife and those kids are doing OK, kids from his first marriage are struggling, My kids went from a great area in great schools to the worst schools around bounced around in three different moves in 6 months, three school two different school districts. They've been in the ghetto, the barrio, skinhead-ville. Now they are on the edge of the desert where at least their neighbors are old people.

It is delusional thinking, But I get by by believing that I am going to get a warning sense if they are ever seriously in danger. But of course at this point you just have to know it is all fate. You do what you can when you have them and understand it is out of your hands when it is out of your hands. If necessary I will not hesitate to take direct action if something happens out of my control. Meantime I hope and occasionally pray.
 
Our society is no longer structured to support intact families. I have my genealogy going back in some lines to ancient times, pretty much all of them documented to the 1600's. None of these fractured families until my generation. Seven kids. Of the six of us still alive three of us are divorced. One sister still married, two brothers. Another brother seems to have a good marriage with his second wife and those kids are doing OK, kids from his first marriage are struggling, My kids went from a great area in great schools to the worst schools around bounced around in three different moves in 6 months, three school two different school districts. They've been in the ghetto, the barrio, skinhead-ville. Now they are on the edge of the desert where at least their neighbors are old people.

It is delusional thinking, But I get by by believing that I am going to get a warning sense if they are ever seriously in danger. But of course at this point you just have to know it is all fate. You do what you can when you have them and understand it is out of your hands when it is out of your hands. If necessary I will not hesitate to take direct action if something happens out of my control. Meantime I hope and occasionally pray.

Query honestly speaking I gotta get my shit together. I gotta change myself so therfore I could change the life of my kids. I gotta become a better me to help them become a better them. But sometimes I feel like I'm stuck like there is no escaping this lifestyle I live. The only escape is to work some bullshit ass warehouse job making 10$ a hour. I got to much pride for that I'm not working to be broke. I want to change cause I feel like this life gone catch up to me eventually. But I don't want to work some bs job either
 
Newark is a dream killer. When I was young I use to be like imma b in the NBA. I was a pretty good player too. Until I started seeing the clothes I wanted that momma can't afford. Until I started becoming hungry and it wasn't enough food to feel me up. So I said fuck it. Materialistic don't don't mean shit after you buy it started becoming my dream. Started becoming a necessity and momma couldn't afford it. And thats when I started looking for ways to make my own money. These streets said I'll become your mother and show you how to live. And this gang shit said I'll become your father and show you how to be a man. I was a really good basketball player just wish I could do this shit all over again.
 
It's 4:47 am now imma stay woke and take my ass downtown to see whats sup with this GED.
 
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Query honestly speaking I gotta get my shit together. I gotta change myself so therfore I could change the life of my kids. I gotta become a better me to help them become a better them. But sometimes I feel like I'm stuck like there is no escaping this lifestyle I live. The only escape is to work some bullshit ass warehouse job making 10$ a hour. I got to much pride for that I'm not working to be broke. I want to change cause I feel like this life gone catch up to me eventually. But I don't want to work some bs job either

At some point you are going to have to decide which is more important, your kids or your pride. This is why I called bullshit on you before, and I'm doing it again, not to put you down, but maybe to get you to see soothing it doesn't seem that you can see. If you love your kids and really want to do right by them, you'll do whatever it takes, even if it means working some shit job.

When you aren't fronting, I can see that you an intelligent and even a thoughtful person. I hope you'll see things clearly before it's too late. There is more pride to be taken in working hard to take care of your family than there is in being some brokeass bum hanging out on the corner.
 
At some point you are going to have to decide which is more important, your kids or your pride. This is why I called bullshit on you before, and I'm doing it again, not to put you down, but maybe to get you to see soothing it doesn't seem that you can see. If you love your kids and really want to do right by them, you'll do whatever it takes, even if it means working some shit job.

When you aren't fronting, I can see that you an intelligent and even a thoughtful person. I hope you'll see things clearly before it's too late. There is more pride to be taken in working hard to take care of your family than there is in being some brokeass bum hanging out on the corner.

But that's the point. When I'm on that corner I'm not broke. I mean I'm not getting the same money as I used to. But it's a hell of a lot more than 10$ a hour. Then I got to pay taxes on that 10 so its more like 9. I'm not saying I don't wanna work but for 10$ I'll pass
 
But that's the point. When I'm on that corner I'm not broke. I mean I'm not getting the same money as I used to. But it's a hell of a lot more than 10$ a hour. Then I got to pay taxes on that 10 so its more like 9. I'm not saying I don't wanna work but for 10$ I'll pass

I hear what you're saying.

So, what would you rather be doing, that is actually practical that it could be achieved?

The difference between a dream and a plan is an itinerary.
 
I hear what you're saying.

So, what would you rather be doing, that is actually practical that it could be achieved?

The difference between a dream and a plan is an itinerary.

I'd always heard that as "The difference between a dream and a goal is a plan"
 
I hear what you're saying.

So, what would you rather be doing, that is actually practical that it could be achieved?

The difference between a dream and a plan is an itinerary.

Honestly I'll rather be getting legal money but enough to make me comfortable
 
Honestly I'll rather be getting legal money but enough to make me comfortable

OK, so the next step is to figure out how.

You need to do an honest inventory of yourself. What are your skills, your abilities, your limitations.

You hate school, alright. But could you learn a skilled trade? Could you run a business? You want to get out of Newark, your first step has to be to map out an exit route.
 
I'm going to tell you a true story about a guy I know, as an example of what you can do if you set your mind to it.

This guy lived in a nasty area of Detroit. Every Friday night the cops ran a prostitution sting in his neighborhood. Well off white guys from the suburbs would get busted, have their cars impounded, then get released on their own recognizance, then, since you could hardly get a cab to come to that part of town, either they'd have to walk miles to a better area, where they could get a cab, or do the one thing they really wanted to avoid, call their wives to come get them.

So, he borrowed his uncle's car every Friday night and would offer these guys rides home for $50 each. 4 guys in the car, he's made $200. Most nights he'd come back and get another carload and make another $200.

After a couple of months, he had enough to buy a used van, and he started hauling 16, 20 guys every week. Plus, he started doing runs for people around the neighborhood. Like taking a carload of old folks to Walmart and charging them $10 each ( a lot cheaper than a cab).

He made enough money doing this that he eventually got a hack license and became a legitimate cab driver. He owns about 10 cabs now, all working for him.

I'll bet isn't any smarter than you are.
 
OK, so the next step is to figure out how.

You need to do an honest inventory of yourself. What are your skills, your abilities, your limitations.

You hate school, alright. But could you learn a skilled trade? Could you run a business? You want to get out of Newark, your first step has to be to map out an exit route.

I like math. I like to think that I could run a business. I wanna work with my hands. Something like a engineer or electrician.
 
“I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottle
I make mistakes but learn from every one
And when it’s said and done
I bet this brother be a better one
If I upset you dont stress
Never forget, that God isn’t finished with me yet”
 
Never surrender, it’s all about the faith you got; don’t ever stop, just push it ‘till you hit the top and if you drop, at least you know you gave your all to be true to you, that way you can never fail.
 
appreciate it

When I thought you were just a bullshitter, I jumped all over you. But now, I'm believing you're for real, so I am on your side.

Still don't want to hear no more of that "fag" shit though, so we might still go around about that.
 
When I thought you were just a bullshitter, I jumped all over you. But now, I'm believing you're for real, so I am on your side.

Still don't want to hear no more of that "fag" shit though, so we might still go around about that.

I use to hate u. But now I see that u are a cool guy when u wanna be. I'm not gone say that I would never say the word fag again. But I won't post the word on here. Fair enough?
 
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