Michael
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Michael: I’ve had a lot of horrible shit happen to me over the years but the only thing it’s done is made me stronger and smarter. It’s made me tougher for sure. I’ve had my nose broken three times. It’ll make my eyes water and nose bleed. I’ll walk away for a minute. But the person who hit me, is gonna get it back. 

It makes me rage for what my dad did to me. Throwing me through windows, putting guns to my head, saying he was gonna kill me. I’m two or three years old, trying to get to know my dad as a little kid and that mother fucker’s trying to kill me. He didn’t want me…

My older sister Lisa… he liked Lisa, but when I came along he went coo-coo. I know for a fact it was methamphetamine. My step mom helped get him off it. Her whole family surrounded him and threatened to beat his ass if he said a word to me when I talked. I finally got out what I had to say to him and he finally realized what he did. 

BW: Did he ever apologize for what he did to you?

Michael: Yeah, he’s apologized a few times but I told him, you can’t fix that. It’s there. There’s no fixin’ it. The memory will never go away. I’ve tried drinking it away. I’ve tried snortin’ cocaine til my brain fried out. I’ve tried to commit suicide so many times it’s pitiful. 

BW: Has most of the pain in your life come from your dad?

Michael: It has. You know how war vets have flashbacks and stuff? They freak out. It’s the same thing that I have. And it’s because of my dad. 

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