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"Sometimes a man is not grown at twenty-five, thirty, or just because he has a family or kids. He is grown when he takes responsibility as a man, you know."
"It launched with force. It slammed into my chest. The top claws, the front claws were all up by my face and by my neck.......... I was twenty four years old. I didn’t want to die."
I remember early as a boy he would come into our neighborhood in a trailer park where I lived in Gainesville, Florida riding a Harley on a wheelie.
In the third grade I didn’t know how to spell tadpole. For every letter I missed my dad would whip me across my back with a leather belt until I would bleed.
As the dreams continued I began to focus on the issue of forgiveness concerning my dad.
As he slid me up that wall, telling me I didn’t know anything about God, I realized I did know about God, I just didn’t think I knew God.
It was just terrible. So I’m taking the medicine and I am correctly diagnosed but I’m still not really feeling any better. I’m not free from this bipolar.
We tried everything possible to make his life normal. He studied in a very good school. He tried to study hard and behave very well. Nevertheless, society had a hard time accepting him.