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Originally Posted by truncated
I can identify with fishmonkey; my dad died when I was 9, and my sister and I sort of raised hell a bit after that.
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Sorry to hear about that
. My dad passed away when I was 3, so I'm glad it didn't happen after that or some point because I wouldn't have taken it as well as I did if I knew him more.
As for the rest of my childhood, I was always imaginative and into the arts. I found it difficult to have a stepdad that's left brain dominant; I couldn't really relate to him as much as I could with my dad. I was never the most popular person, but loved attention. I hung out with tonnes of straightedge kids in my early teens, so I was never into drugs/alcohol at the time. There's not really much to say; I live for music. Now at a major turning point in my life (finish college in 2 years, discovered weed, discovered alcohol), I'm slowly realizing a lot of bad choices I made in the past. I always end up doing something and looking back at it and being embarrased by the choice. Anyway, that's my ramble.