A bit of a rant to get things off my chest, but the moral is:
NEVER GIVE UP EVEN THOUGH THE SHIT WINDS KEEP BLOWING YOU BACKWARD. THE GOOD THING ABOUT SHIT STORMS IS THAT THEY ALL COME TO AN END. THE ONLY WAY THROUGH HELL... IS THROUGH IT. Since sUMmerSchool
Girlfriend of 3 years breaks up with me
My metal band fires me
My friends kick me out of the house I moved all my band gear to
I wreck my car and was arrested for DUI, subsequently spending 10 days in jail
My uncle dies on Thanksgiving
I get back together with my ex.
My sister moves out and stops speaking to us.
I am hospitalized with severe stomach pains two days before new years
New Year day they remove 2 feet of my small intestine and my ascending colon
I am diagnosed with Crohn’s disease and accept the fact that I will never shit solid again.
I spend my birthday in the hospital
I go back to school since I can’t work
The day I get out of the hospital a pipe burst in my house, flooding it and nearly destroying my guitar gear
My recording laptop crashes
Pain every single day...
One windy spring day, my cigarette butt decides to light a fire on our back porch, nearly destroying part of the house
Daily struggle with depression
My girlfriend, now of almost 4 years, meets someone younger and better looking and breaks up with me the very next day. The day after that, she slept with him. The day after that, she shows up to my house with a hickey on her neck. fml
My sister, co-beneficiary of my uncle’s estate, disappears with her money and I’m left to pay for everything... lawyer, funeral cost, bills, taxes, repairs, updating to ready my late uncle’s home for sale or rental.
My father advises my sister to get her own attorney after I ask him for help with her.
My ex calls me to ask to borrow a tent to go to an EDM festival with her new boyfriend. That’s right, followers, she started a relationship with the dude.
I was all alone and in excruciating emotional and physical pain. I was starting to wake up at 5am every morning, sweating, out of breath, panicked, sometimes tears pouring from my eyes.
I am hospitalized yet again, this time for depression, obviously.
i return renewed, medicated, and ready to battle onward.
My ex pops back into my life in need of help. I’m there for her....always, even though it’s still very painful.
This local metal band chases me down for about a month to join them.
My mom is basically my manager and she wasn’t having it at first, but I convinced her that I need it desperately and she allows...
I went to Umphrey’s New Years in Atlanta and have the best time hanging with my Umphamily and phrends.
Melch asks me to dance!!!
I peak at Beacon front row for Umph
I’m kicking ass in school, grade-wise.
I just finished recording my guitar parts for Imperial Crypt, a local Orchestral Melodic Black Metal band.
I got my recording laptop back up n running, albeit a few bugs.
My ex breaks up with her bum boyfriend and he sleeps with one of her best friends soon afterward... beware bad karma
The only things that kept me going through all of this, was my love for music, playing guitar, and Umphrey’s. The shit-storm seems to have ended, but the pain, although diminishing, remains.
A Speshial thanks to all of you. Especially those who took the time to read through this. The smallest gesture of a like, reblog, ask, message and comments are always uplifting and held dear to me. You guys rock and I’m grateful you guys chose to follow.