Life goes on without saying anything. We live, love, laugh, hurt, hate, and die. No matter how much we fight against it life and death happen. Growing up I have noticed a lot being a person who is trying to find himself in the world growing up in a very different family…. This is MY Story.

I grew up with my grandparents and great-grandmother. At a very young age only 1 or 2 my parents divorced and I lived with my mother till I was 4 years of age. My grandparents talked with my mother and she let them adopt me. The next year on my mother's birthday I came to live with my grandparents.

At age 7 I had my first crush on a girl who went to my church. We use to hang out a lot because we were both homeschooled. Her nickname was Kat. We were best friends and then one day her parents let our church and she had to leave to… we have seen each other only 3 times since then.

Age 12 my old neighbors J.D. and Adam were tackling me in our ditch to the point I could not stand up before they would hit me. I came up swinging and broke J.D's nose. My Father lived with us at the time and he came done and told me what I did was wrong and as we walked to the house he high-fived me and said I'm glad you defended yourself but you're still in trouble.

Age 13 I was sitting on our picnic table with my friend Kris. She thought it was funny at the time to pretend to pull me off till she pulled me off and I fell on to the unsmoothed pavement and screwed up my back and tail bone for weeks I was in so much pain. Kris and I use to play basketball and to "fashion shows" for her aunt and we were best friends who grew apart.

Age 15 I meet my first teenage crush her nickname was Alyak because her and my sister had the same name. We thought we would one day be boyfriend and girlfriend but the more time went by I saw something she didn't and I finally had to break things off and just be friends. We still talk off and on.

Age 17 I had a bad flip on my skateboard and thought I cut my head open when it was actually a birthmark I had that grew into a pre-cancerous tumor called a "neveous sabatious" and I had it removed 2 weeks later after the doctors and specialists looked at it and then two days after the surgery I went to a concert. (I highly not recommend that because it was a stupid thing I did but I still thank God my friend Pete K. went with me to keep an eye on me. Thank you my friend.

Age 17 start of summer I got back in contact with Alyak and we wanted to date which lasted a week but what hurt the most was when I asked her if this is going to work out between us? (Which we both agreed it wouldn't) she straight up asked me so does that mean we can see other people? Which I said yes but it ruined my whole week because I thought we actually had a better chance and it bottomed out.

Age 18 I was what anyone would call being in 'love' I am talking about my friend A. she was at the time the only friend who talked to me and she was in college I was a senior in high school… I later met my first girlfriend and true love of my life that I am with today after 2 years and 3 months : )

Today age 20 I sit here typing all of this because I know I can find a person I could call friend who has been through even a little bit of what I have gone through and then and only then wil I be able to better understand myself.

Thank you for taking time to read this and please comment or even PM (Private Message) me. I am always here to listen and be a friend because I know that's what people need is someone to listen and understand.