MMO-Champion is my only "forum" I visit for anything. So I thought I'd share this very personal story about myself for help on why my entire life has been a series of failures and set backs.
When I was a kid, I was the unpopular one. Was picked close to last for any school activity. Looking back I was a dork. I struggled through school my entire life. I got hooked on video games at a young age. Spent much of my childhood playing super nintendo, nintendo 64. It more than likely helped to contribute to a rotten brain at a young age.
I seem to be accident prone. Many broken bones over my lifetime. All involving sports. I enjoyed sports and was moderately okay at them... just accident prone. I was still hooked on video games when I was a teenager but also got into bmx racing... which bmx of itself helped contribute to many of my broken bones... yet I kept doing it (derp).
Here comes along high school, but due to my peers and influences and views on life, I screwed up my sophomore year. Skipping class. Wanting to drop out. It cost me an extra year of school. I didn't graduate until I was 19. Parents divorced and I changed schools. Did better. Tried to reinvent myself. It did work long enough to get me through those 2 years at that school. At the same time I also attended a technical school and achieved my Comptia A+ Certified Computer Technician Certification and also the schools certification. I thought great! Things are looking good for me and my future.
I got a job straight out of high school for a small town computer shop. That lasted 3 months then a few of us were laid off. I was shocked. I had no idea what to do. So I applied anywhere and everywhere. Got a job at Subway. Was hired because I was white. Got fired a month later. She just stuck me on prep and would then tell me to go home after like 4 hours. Found out she was fired from Subway 2 months later.
My dad opened up a snack bar the year I graduated high school. He forced me to work for him for $20 a day or he would evict me. I had no place to go. My dad is messed up in the head and still is to this day. Until one day I snapped and told him off. I didn't care if I lived under an overpass (I still remember that very vividly)
I decided to go to college full time. That lasted 2 weeks. I was overwhelmed with school work. It was a private college. I'm a knucklehead when it comes to book smarts. So I dropped out. Even had a $25,000 grant. Said screw it, I've always wanted to be in the military, So I guess that's where I'll go.
So now I'm 21. Joined the Air Force. It was a great experience. PT was fun. Made great friends. Learned a lot. 5 weeks into bmt, I had internal bleeding of my esophagus. Set me back far in training. They medically discharged me.... ( I'm just like are you f**king kidding me - to myself at life... like where the hell did this come from and why now )
So there I am, 21. Nothing planned ahead. My dad then told me if I wanted to work for him he would hire me for $50 a day in cash. Figured it would just be a temporary job... well, that temporary job lasted 3.5 years... His business was bought out in 2012. I went from other temp jobs to temp jobs.
Shortly after I was back home, I attempted suicide with my vehicle... but in the middle of the act I just couldn't go through with it. ( I suck so bad I couldn't kill myself if my life depended on it lol )
During that time my dad kept telling me to talk to the V.A to see what they can do to help me. So to shut him the hell up because he's a psycho, I said fine. Long story short after all the tests and examinations, they rated me at 50% disability. I didn't even know there was such a thing. I just did it to shut my dad up lol. They diagnosed me with severe depression, anxiety, insomnia, hyper insomnia. I was like jesus man. Im messed up lol.
So I had this money. Thought okay Ill get me a decent vehicle. Long story short. My own ignorance made me lose $6,000 when I got F'd over by a friend for buying his vehicle. I didn't know anything about vehicles. He told me his truck was worth $3,500. Came to find out I should not have even paid over $1,500 for it. He lifted it and what not. Redneck truck. Man I was dumb. After spending another $3,000 fixing it up and selling it, I was out $6,000. Bought a little cavalier after that.
I got involved with BMX racing again. Became very good. Took a state championship. Grabbed 2 1st place national wins. Then I had the worst crash of my life racing in 2012. Broke my wrist and had bone bruises. Couldnt walk. Bed rest for 6 weeks. After that, I got into the gym life to get back in shape. Fell in love with lifting. I still go 6 days a week to this day.
I also dated this girl who was very innocent and nice. Shy too. Lasted 2 years. Everything was great until she started to change and by change I'll say this. She turned into Miley Cyrus. LITERALLY. She cut her hair to look like her. Wanted to get tatted up too. She cheated on me a lot, that I later found out. Like wtf is up with my life.
I landed a job in November of 2013 for the worst retailer in the country. Sears. Looking back and realizing that the reason I was hired was because I had a heart beat and my own vehicle. I worked 28 hours a week. So it's early 2014, I'm 26 and was still living at home. It wasn't until March 2014 that I finally got my own apartment. It was great being out on my own.
While at Sears, I was an awesome sales associate. Even got promoted to appliances. I hated the job deeply, but it was all i had. My manager who hired me in quit to go into business for himself. So they hired in this woman who is a complete moron. She used me for bitch work constantly. I was 100% commission. So she would try to force me to do all kinds of moving product around and cleaning because I was the "buff" one, while everyone else stood around. I kept explaining to her that's not my job and its taking a toll on my paychecks. So now I'm really beginning to hate my job. To the point I was having trouble sleeping. That Sears was on my mind 24/7. I cried going to sleep knowing Id have to go to work and not make hardly anything. It got to the point I contemplated suicide again. And I realized that's not healthy. That's no way to live. So I went in. Quit. This was October 2014.
I decided to move back home to save my money because I didnt know how long it would have been before I found a new job. 2 months later, I was hired by Charter Communications. Amazing company to work for. I thought this is great! Training was going fine. Aced everything. Then it came to the point of ladder safety and training. Found out I have a fear of heights. NOOOOO. DAMNIT!!! Signed a separation form...
February 2015. I'm now 27. Living at home again. No Job. It's like I just struggle my entire life. Even after all that, never done drugs. Never smoked. Never been drunk or buzzed. I'm a straight edge kinda guy. Im stuck. I feel like im in this vicious circle of failure and set backs.
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Update:
I think a lot of you missed what I was sharing. It was more about my luck in general. Not so much just a financial aspect, but life in and of itself. Something that has been this way for me since elementary school.
My dad is crazy. There is a reason my mom divorced him... I live with him but I pay him $250 a month and I try my best to just "keep peace" while staying here. I am miserable. Every now and then I go see mental health at the V.A but it's like they live in a constant fear of "don't say anything that might trigger a lawsuit" advice.
The V.A money may seem nice and I am very thankful of it. I never once asked the V.A for an increase in money, but it is also both a blessing and a curse. It's money that isn't enough to live on my own and the reasoning behind it is they deem me as unemployable. I wanted to prove that wrong, but man... I must be. They have some smart people who work there and evaluate people as their profession.
Once again... ex girlfriend turned into Miley Cyrus. WTF
Accident prone.
I wish I could open my own computer business or gym. But money is key and that which I don't have.
And I know how to interview for a job and find a job. The problem is getting the phone call back saying come in for an interview. I've never once been called in for an interview and not been hired.
This kinda goes in reference with my life. I want it. I work for it. I get it. It gets taken away from me. Back to the struggle. ( Rinse and repeat )