i think back to when i was little i was raised by my grandmother my mom didnt want me as a baby and i was left with her she was a wonderful women but got sick when i was young i was trying to take care of a sick women at the age of 11 and i hated it i turned to drugs and alcohol with that came the crime and i was in jail by the time i was 18 i was in and out of all kinds of homes as a child no one seemed to want me or wanted to care for me so i pretty much raised myself i learned the hard ways of life i was beaten and left for dead a few times have been stabbed and overdosed on drugs only by the grace of god am i still alive i have lost my grandmother she past away i treated her terrible as a kid all i wanted was money for drugs i wanted to not feel anything and that was the only thing i had i never new my father my mother doesnt have anything to do with me my whole family hated me i was alone one nite i wanted to end it all i was so tired of this world i took a bottle of pills but i woke up in the hospital with mt stomach pumped and a man came in to talk to me he talked about god and how i could change my life for the first time there was hope i found christ i quit drugs and alcohol i met a wonderful lady and gave my life over to god its been over 10 years now my health isnt good i have a bad heart and copd and other health problems but im no longer alone my mother still doesnt talk to me but i have my holy father in heaven .