The Day I Was Born

31/10/1982

I'd get specific about the time, but this is my blog and if i get all finicky about times it tends to flick a "switch" as the "professionals" like to call it. So instead of running around like a silly headless chicken getting angry I'm going to give you the rough time. 10:10pm. My Father wasn't there apparently.
I don't know if he was drinking or at some concert. He was a musician. God the gaps in my life, hence the title of the blog. I'm taking you on a roller coaster. The thing for you is..you can get off, I cant.

Anyway, moving. I was born high forceps. Lots of pushing, my birth mother couldn't handle it. Pathetic really. As we get further into my story i cant even refer to her as my "mother". I wont use her name i come up with names for her, I never use names in my blog. I don't use any names except my own.

Once i was born that was apparently it for my Mother. All she was concerned about was getting back to my Father who was at some concert.

I cant believe it took me 3 times to spell concert, as I write this i have disassociated twice. I will link below what disassociating means

Disassociation

If you cant be bothered reading, it means, i couldn't focus, couldn't spell, it was like someone had literally turned my brain off because i was recounting something I am traumatised by. I don't remember it, but apparently my brain does. Well that's what all the Dr's say why deal with me, (theres lots of them)

Anyway, back what i was talking about, after my Mother was stitched up all she wanted to do was go to my Father, so badly she decided to literally try leave the hospital without me. And that's how it started. She pulled out her lures, walked down the hospital hall way with one the nurses chasing her asking her why she was trying to leave without her Baby. Me.

Cant write anymore today, thats really done enough with my head enough as it is, but will leave you with the song i was listening to, all credits of course go to Eminem

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VA770wpLX-Q