I didn't know my dad for a long time. My dad was on drugs and my dad was at the VA Hospital my dad was off in his own world selling drugs or using them or there would be crack heads in the house or whatever it would be.
I don't know I just want to be happy. I could be in a hole somewhere. Or I could completely lose it and be some hippy living in the woods with my dad.
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My parents were working class folks. My dad was a bartender for most of his life my mom was a maid and a cashier and a stock clerk at WalMart. We were not people of financial means in terms of significant financial means. I always told them 'I didn't always have what I wanted. I always had what I needed.' My parents always provided that.
