"Hey Brother All They Let Us Have Is Each Other..."
I wish I could describe how I was feeling. I've been going through tons of emotions in the past few weeks. I know how I mentioned that I thought stress was what was making me sick and it was. But my doctors found I had untreated stomach ulcers and that they had gone untreated for so long. It was that that was making me completely ill. When I stress, I get a nervous stomach and my stomach goes apeshit. My stomach acids start freaking out on me and these acids would in turn irritate my ulcers. Then I make myself sicker and freak out about it. After 2 weeks of so much meds...I've been all cleared up and I'm back to feeling me again. I saw myself going back into my hermit state. I didn't eat much, so I lost a lot of weight. I wasn't very social outside my home because I'd start to feel sick and flip out and I'd need to excuse myself to another room. I've had minor panic attacks since but they are so minor that they go away in a matter of minutes if I get my breathing together. I've been going out, being super social, I can almost see the old Aaron looking me in the face in the mirror. Honestly...I'm glad I had my pals in it all and they helped me out of the rut and they supported me even when I was turning into a hermit.
I had been having some really great days that I wish that I updated more to keep track of those days. I got a car finally after about a year and a half of driving. I posted pics on my myspace, but I know not everyone has one. So here's a pic....
Ain't that a beaut. It's a 1965 Dodge Dart GT. It needs some work on it though. It isn't running like I expected it to, but I figure I'll get it taken care of soon and get myself on the road with it. It has 340 horsepower because it was built for racing. I don't care for it really because I don't race...but I'm a fan of the car and it's always nice to know..I could beat some shitty ass riceburner in a race if I felt like it.
I knew that with all the good things going for me, that the rug would be pulled from under me. Yesterday we got a call from my older brother in Texas...well from his ex roommate actually. She told us he was in a hospital after a very bad beating. His so called friends beat him up with a brick because he owed them 20 bucks. They broke his door down from the hinges around 5 AM, then asked him for their money. He in turn paid them and then they decided they wanted more. He refused and they started wailing on him. I'm hoping it wasn't drug related. My brother has had some problems with drugs before and last I talked to him...he said he was cleaned up. But since I'm not in Texas..it's hard to be sure. After years of drug abuse, he's pretty fried in the head. He's one of my brothers that was born mentally slow and I know people take advantage of my brothers and sisters that are slow. I wish I could beat the living shit out of them all. He was able to talk last night though so I know he's in stable condition. He's having surgery on his hand as I type this and they are putting rods in his arm and hands. I guess he fought back so hard...he fucked his hands up really bad. I know he has staples in his head from the brick beating. The only good thing about all of this is that he's doing good and they are planning to release him from the hospital this weekend. Plus he coming up to Oklahoma to live out here. I hope it helps him to get away from all that drama. Even though I'm not super close with my family...I do miss having him around. I looked up to my brothers as a kid..hell I looked up to all my brothers and sisters. I hope I can help him out some once he gets back here.
Bah this is getting too long. I hope today turns out better though. I hope I hear some good news from the mechanic in regards to my car's condition.
I had been having some really great days that I wish that I updated more to keep track of those days. I got a car finally after about a year and a half of driving. I posted pics on my myspace, but I know not everyone has one. So here's a pic....
Ain't that a beaut. It's a 1965 Dodge Dart GT. It needs some work on it though. It isn't running like I expected it to, but I figure I'll get it taken care of soon and get myself on the road with it. It has 340 horsepower because it was built for racing. I don't care for it really because I don't race...but I'm a fan of the car and it's always nice to know..I could beat some shitty ass riceburner in a race if I felt like it.
I knew that with all the good things going for me, that the rug would be pulled from under me. Yesterday we got a call from my older brother in Texas...well from his ex roommate actually. She told us he was in a hospital after a very bad beating. His so called friends beat him up with a brick because he owed them 20 bucks. They broke his door down from the hinges around 5 AM, then asked him for their money. He in turn paid them and then they decided they wanted more. He refused and they started wailing on him. I'm hoping it wasn't drug related. My brother has had some problems with drugs before and last I talked to him...he said he was cleaned up. But since I'm not in Texas..it's hard to be sure. After years of drug abuse, he's pretty fried in the head. He's one of my brothers that was born mentally slow and I know people take advantage of my brothers and sisters that are slow. I wish I could beat the living shit out of them all. He was able to talk last night though so I know he's in stable condition. He's having surgery on his hand as I type this and they are putting rods in his arm and hands. I guess he fought back so hard...he fucked his hands up really bad. I know he has staples in his head from the brick beating. The only good thing about all of this is that he's doing good and they are planning to release him from the hospital this weekend. Plus he coming up to Oklahoma to live out here. I hope it helps him to get away from all that drama. Even though I'm not super close with my family...I do miss having him around. I looked up to my brothers as a kid..hell I looked up to all my brothers and sisters. I hope I can help him out some once he gets back here.
Bah this is getting too long. I hope today turns out better though. I hope I hear some good news from the mechanic in regards to my car's condition.