I just want to go back with a prescription for Ritalin and parents who didn’t have the house in a state of total war at all times.

I love them, I don’t blame them. They were poor uneducated hillbillies just like me. I have made many mistakes.

I was definitely a smart kid. I heard it everywhere I went. I’m a dumb adult though because I had no support whatsoever.

I’m sitting here with two beautiful little brats though, and everything I experienced brought me to this. I guess I can’t be too bummed about it, but I’d still like to know how it would’ve gone.

I love my life though. That’s really what matters. I’ve been very lucky right behind and around all that bad luck.