So I have a little story about why my son is my bird baby if you want a small read
I was young when I had him no career no real outline or plan just IM A MAN I CAN DO IT
I was working 2 jobs running the streets for cash just a half good scoundrel
With no insurance because of the jobs I chose or LIMITED MYSELF INTO
Money was funny I couldn’t afford medicine that he needed
I grabbed the regular otc stuff thought this will do WELL IT DIDNT
He kept complaining about it as he should
Well one day I had enough I said I’m going up here idc what I have to do to get it
He said Dad ARE YOU GOING TO HELP ME
INSTANTLY I START CRYING LIKE F—- MAN IM SHCH A LOSER
I turned the middle mirror away so he wouldn’t see and I said yeah I’ve got your back son
He replied Ok don’t let me down
When I tell you my eyes got so blurry I couldn’t see and ever since then my priority has always been money money money job insurance is he ok work work work
Even going through a divorce losing everything I became homeless hit the bottom of the bottom I still paid for where he would lay his head BECAUSE I WILL NOT LET HIM DOWN even as I laid multiple times on the hard floor of my car
I went from drinking 2-3 times per year to 2-3 times a day BUT I NEVER slowed down I always provided
Some days I would finish a gallon of alcohol in a day BUT I would go do my 16 hour shift with alcohol poisoning
This is not a flex this is a fathers admittance of the success even through failure and that one promise may have been the only thing that kept me functional through it all
Ps be careful with alcohol consumption and be there for your kids ❤️🩹



























































































