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Asherdelampyr -> The Story Of Asher (3/1/2008 10:14:22 AM)
I dont really think anyone gives a shit. but oh well... A lot has happened recently that got me thinking about my past, how I grew up, and how I became the man I am today, and since this is the only place where I can type the whole story, here goes: I was born in 1986, At the time I was conceived my mother was on acid and pot, and so was my dad... When I was born, my mom was on acid, and watching Gremlins. My parents split up when mom quit doin drugs, I was 3 at the time, and went to live with my dad in Las Vegas... He started doing everything he could to alter reality, and in so doing became the weakest, worse example of a druggie I ever saw. He beat his girlfriend, and molested me repeatedly, all while high. He worked legally as a harley mechanic at a little shop in Vegas, and was actually a very good mechanic, until he started getting high at work, when he wasnt at work, he ran drugs for the Hell's Angels... Because of that, and because he was never really coherant enough to notice where I was, I spent a lot of time at the houses of one or more of them... I considered them my family, called them uncle, they made sure that I was fed and had essentials, so I survived. When I was 7 I moved back in with my mom and her new husband in Salt Lake City, UT... He ws from Germany and worked as an auto mechanic. He believed very strongly in disipline, and hated my father worse than I did. We didnt get along all that well, mainly because I had become frightened of any male that tried to be a "father" figure. He was a good man, but not good for my mom, so they broke up when I was 12...

domahpet -> RE: The Story Of Asher (3/1/2008 10:21:24 AM)
...and then what Asher?

faerytattoodgirl -> RE: The Story Of Asher (3/1/2008 10:28:11 AM)
shouldnt this have been posted in introduce yourself even tho your not new but the subject would seem to think so. the story of willow: cute, tattoo'd, freak of nature, fluffy, cuddly, lesbian....and is no wonder im single...

domiguy -> RE: The Story Of Asher (3/1/2008 10:31:48 AM)
What happened to lil' Asher? Suicide? Ran off and joined the circus? Formed a support group for children with German step parents?..... Don't leave me hangin' dude...I'z gots to know! Is lil' Asher going to be okay?

Asherdelampyr -> RE: The Story Of Asher (3/1/2008 10:53:40 AM)
Meh, if it is I guess it'll be moved :P Continued: At the age of 12 My mom sent me back to Las Vegas for the summer while she got divorced... I went and lived with my Grandpa and grandma in Henderson... My dad showed back up and kept claiming over and over that he had quit doing drugs... I was stupid, and I believed him and agreed to move in with him. Everything was ok for a while, I was able to pick up odd jobs around the neighborhood (mowing lawns and the like) to get money to buy myself food. and other than getting knocked around a bit, I could have been much worse off... Then My grandpa had a seizure while driving and got in a bad wreck, they did a CAT scan and found that 30% of the surface of his brain was covered in tumors... It was compleatly inoperable, the doctors gave him 3 months to live... He wasnt able to walk anymore after that, and could only form words once in a while... My dad moved us into my grandpas house to "help" them, I did everything I could to make sure my grandpa was as comfortable as possible, made his meals, cleaned the house, the only time I wasnt right there was when I was at school... My dad wasnt willing to do shit to me while I was in the room with grandpa, so I spent all the time there I could...After 2 months, we had to take grandpa to a hospise... 2 weeks later, he died... After he died, evrything went to hell... My dad started doing PCP and became certain that everyone was trying to kill him, he broke my grandmas arms and beat the hell out of me, until I bought every weapon I could from my old uncles, and ran away, trying to get to Salt Lake City, and my mom... I got all the way to Elko Nevada with my best freind at the time, when I was picked up by a truant officer who was a lot faster than me, they placed me in a holding cell and charged me with 8 counts of concealing a deadly weapon... My dad came and got me 48 hours later, after he had time to sober up a bit... luckily while I was being held, I was able to call my mom, 18 hours after I was released from Juvie, she was at my grandpas house to pick me up, it was like a dream come true, every dream i had had for the last 8 months... I couldnt believe it was real... my dad followed me and my mom until we crossed the state border and were into Utah, it was the last time I eveer saw him... After I had settled in at my moms apartment, I started feeling really guilty about leaving, I was 13 at the time, and sure that if I had stayed I would have been able to do something for my grandma, I found out later that he had tried to kill her, had broken most of her bones and locked her up in the bathroom the day after I left... I still feel responsible in a way for that... I broke off contact with everybody in Las Vegas and vowed to become a better man than my dad...

rubberpet -> RE: The Story Of Asher (3/1/2008 11:24:05 AM)
quote: ORIGINAL: Asherdelampyr I dont really think anyone gives a shit. You're right...I know I don't. [8\|] Just kidding, buddy...I couldn't resist the joke. LOL Interesting reading, though. As I say, sometimes you have to go through hell to get to heaven. Hopefully things in life are on the upswing for you.

divi -> RE: The Story Of Asher (3/1/2008 11:26:31 AM)
and ???

SL4V3M4YB3 -> RE: The Story Of Asher (3/1/2008 11:39:16 AM)
I saw that film 'stranger than fiction' the other day I'm just wondering... if he read the end of his life then surely he could have stopped that kid from running out into the road before he had run out into the road and thus he could have saved himself from getting run over by the bus.

domahpet -> RE: The Story Of Asher (3/1/2008 12:06:42 PM)
what the heck has that to do with asher???

divi -> RE: The Story Of Asher (3/1/2008 12:10:50 PM)
sounds like the makings for a good lifetime movie

SL4V3M4YB3 -> RE: The Story Of Asher (3/1/2008 12:26:23 PM)
Everything is related I find[8\|]

closertonova -> RE: The Story Of Asher (3/1/2008 12:43:56 PM)
makes me want to make you cookies Asher! cuddles and cookies for people who have survived more then thier fair share of crap in this world

Level -> RE: The Story Of Asher (3/1/2008 12:52:01 PM)
quote: ORIGINAL: Asherdelampyr ... I still feel responsible in a way for that... You're not, though. I realize my saying that won't magically make that feeling go away.

domiguy -> RE: The Story Of Asher (3/1/2008 1:46:47 PM)
quote: ORIGINAL: domahpet what the heck has that to do with asher??? Nothing but then again everything...If Asher can't save the kid he will have to endure being run over again and again. It's all so simple...It's like everything became crystalized and the clarity of what must be done was so evident that it could never be disputed. I grew up.. pretty nice folks and went to college...Then I found CM. I feel cheated.

Lumus -> RE: The Story Of Asher (3/1/2008 2:16:59 PM)
quote: ORIGINAL: SL4V3M4YB3 Everything is related I find[8\|] Ahh. See, now, I read 'Everyone'.

Asherdelampyr -> RE: The Story Of Asher (3/1/2008 2:40:58 PM)
When I got back to utah I discovered two things: Goth music, and computers... A friend of my mom was a computer tech who built systems out of his apartment, he started teaching me how to fix computers, and to hate windows 95... He also listens to The Cruxshadows, and Type O Negative, I found that when I was listening to music, any music really, I could forget and just relax... If it wasnt for Ron teaching me computers, I dont know what Id be doing for a living now... The rest of my teenaged years passed uneventfully, I never had friends, and I wasnt confident enough to try to make friends... When I hit 16, we moved to Kearns, a suburb of Salt Lake... Nobody knew me there and I was able to leave everything behind me and start again... I became more confident, through a lot of practice, and was able to make friends and have normal teenage relationships, though I hated most people my age group.... They hadnt seen hell, I did and it pissed me off to hear kids in the suburbs complaining about being grounded, or getting their car keys taken away... I was really cynical, and quite a bit of an asshole. I met a girl that seemed beautiful and soft and intelligent, she went nuts while we were dating and tried to get me kicked out of my home, she suceeded and I went to live with my grandmother, (my moms mom) and helped her take care of my great-grandparents... I did this for abut a year, thenI got adopted my my godparents, when a plan with my grandma to get my mom to take me back failed... They were southern baptists and very conservative, so we didnt mesh to well... I ended up leaving there and going back to live with my grandma, in the meantime I had failed mosts of my classes at school, and it didnt look like I could ever graduate... so, I chose to go to Jobcorps, because they could promise me my High School Diploma, A girl I was dating at the time came with me, because she didnt have anthing better to do. (she had graduated)... She was 22, I was 17... I graduated Jobcorps, with a certificate in Carpentry and my diploma, and went off to join the Army, since they would pay for college... I lasted all of 5 weeks before an accident in training would reveal that my knees had been badly shattered when I was younger, they figured the injury to be about 5 years old, and because of that, they discharged me... Since my g/f had told me that if I failed the military I fialed the relationship, I said the hell with it, got a job in tech support and moved in with my best friend... Shortly afterward, she came back and begged me to be with her, I agreed, and we got married shortly after (no points for intelligence) We lasted all of 11 months, with her trying as hard as she could to change me, and make me into her definition of a good man... Along the way she destroyed my cds, as well as a lot of my favorite movies, (Orgasmo and the like)... During the last month of our marrage, I met Ravel, we became friends fast, and after I got divorced, we became lovers... shortly after the divorce, My ex tried to burn down my home. so Ravel and I moved to Great Falls, MT to get away from all the drama... While we were in montana, Ravel got preggo, so we moved back to Salt Lake City UT... She gave birth to the most wonderful lil girl in the world, and ive never been happier... The rest, as they say, is history

domiguy -> RE: The Story Of Asher (3/1/2008 2:43:51 PM)
quote: ORIGINAL: Asherdelampyr shortly after the divorce, My ex tried to burn down my home. ... The rest, as they say, is history And what happened to "Smokey the Bitch?"

Asherdelampyr -> RE: The Story Of Asher (3/1/2008 2:46:23 PM)
She got institutionalized, has recently got out, I see her sometimes, like at the club, and she tries as hard as she can to pretend im not there, could be worse...

SL4V3M4YB3 -> RE: The Story Of Asher (3/1/2008 2:49:54 PM)
Aye, every cloud has a silver lining except no cloud has a silver lining so that is just a stupid saying and what good is a silver lining to someone if it is far up in the sky anyway. Also on the topic of silver linings how does one benefit from having one anyhow? I just don't understand that whole saying in truth.

domiguy -> RE: The Story Of Asher (3/1/2008 2:50:31 PM)
quote: ORIGINAL: Asherdelampyr She got institutionalized, has recently got out, I see her sometimes, like at the club, and she tries as hard as she can to pretend im not there, could be worse... Institutionalized....Now that's a happy ending. I like that....In the future you might want to embellish the story with how she was so overcome with emotions and loss that she gutted herself using a toothbrush and spelled out your name with her intestines. Just a thought. It's still a nice ending and it made me smile. Thanks.

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