Proud of my bro. Quite an unbelievable story. Love you man.
For a long while I would only share this with a chosen few, wanting people to see me for the man I am today not the man who came before. I share my story, because it is exactly what it is and nothing more or less. My hope is this might help other actors who have similar stories or feelings to not feel so alone.
Here we go.
My father left when I was four, and my mother was a Bi Polar/Schizophrenic/Part-time Prostitute/Drug Addict. As a result we moved around a lot. I would ping pong back and forth from my grandmother’s house, while my mom was drying out/spending time in a mental health facility, and whatever housing she was placed in at the time. I was in seventh grade when everything seemed like it was getting back to normal. She was clean and on the medication needed to hold…
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