Please Read My Story [Trichome Creator To You]

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Originally Posted by Trichome Creator

Thank you all for listening to what I had to say. It means the world to me.

Peace To You All.

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Wow man. I sicerely feel for you. Here I sit with tears forming in my eyes wishing I could help you. I see you now in a completely different light. I had no ill feelings before but now I feel a kind of kinship with you if that makes any sense. You have endured some really horrible things recently.
I cannot imagine having to do this with your kids.You have shown some great strengths by getting this far.
You are in quite a position but there is a way out. I believe that everthing happens for a reason, and you will have what is needed provided to you. Some things have fallen into place for you when everything seemed lost and hopeless. Please dont let these new things cloud your vision. Things will fall into place again with a little faith, hard work and perserverance. And , in the mean time maybe we can all help to make things a little more comfortable for you and your family.
I have an idea. Those of us who have paypal accounts all have a few bucks sitting in there doing nothing. Singularly its petty change and not worth shit. But, combined it may be enough to help you some. I cannot personally afford to send you any financial help ( outside of my paypal spare change) but I wonder if there are some who can.
I suggest that those of us with a few measly bucks sitting in the bottom of our accounts send it to a paypal account in your name. Combined in your account, oour spare change might amount to something that can help you get some presesnts for your children, or whatever else you see as a priority. It is worth a shot. ( and of course someone can get some buds your way )
So, let me know what you think of the idea and we will take it from there.

Peace.

Yah thats a good idea funkymonkey, i should be putting in some cash into my account soon. :D:D:D I could help out.....And possibly.............if jack (erceg) is kind enough, which he is. He might be willing to send you some of his FINE ASS buds. HE has a SHITLOAD so i dont think it will be a loss, he said he likes seeing people smile. I can talk to him for yah or maybe u can. :thumbsup: Good Luck





Lardman

:DPEACE:D

Glad to see you've decided on staying. Not too sure on what to say. I am sorry to hear all the shit you have been going through lately, it always seems to happen to the good guys trying to get by.

Just my opinion, it sounds like it can only get better from here on. Just take it one day at a time, man.

FUCK OFF BITCH GO DIE AND EAT SHIT

" I had also mentioned briefly a few things that have been going on in my life for the past couple months"

Escaped my mind.

" I have defiled this wonderful place with my immature remarks"

I must have been immature, also. I was entertained.

"the disgusting image that I posted"

I have this cool button on my mouse that allows me to scroll just by moving the mouse. And it scrolls AMAZINGLY fast!

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Originally Posted by gaheadga

FUCK OFF BITCH GO DIE AND EAT SHIT

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Thanks for letting us all have some serious insight into your character ( or lack of ) so early in your membership. You dont belong here with that attitude. Change it or go away please.

"I am regretful of making a mockery out of this website."

Well, your attempt was meager, because I hardly noticed it.

" I am so terribly sorry to each and everyone of you for my immature behavior and I truly mean that from the bottom of my heart. "

Hey, c'mon, now, the use of commas would be nice.

"I just recently moved away from the Washington, DC area to a new state just over two months ago in order to fulfill my family's life long dream to live in the southeast close to the beach and to also give my beautiful wife the opportunity to go to a particular college she has always wanted to attend. I have been married to this woman for five years and we have four beautiful children together three of which are a result of our marriage together. When I first met her she was in a relationship with her now ex-husband who was constantly physically and mentally abusive to her and kept her from having any contact with other people or having any friends for over seven years. She had grown tired of his ways and wanted to leave him for several months before we ever met each other however she had a little girl with him and continued to tolerate his abusiveness for her sake and for lack of anywhere else to go. I was driving a taxi at the time and got a call to pick up a young woman at a residence. When I arrived I saw this beautiful woman with vibrant green eyes and a gentle voice. We fell in love with each other at first sight. I helped her and the little girl to get away from this cold evil pitiful excuse for a man. He did not give up easily and I had to physically attack him on several occasions in order for him to stop stalking us. He treated them like nothing more than a possession and acted like I was nothing more than a thief. I am happy to say that now the little girl I spoke of is my stepdaughter. I now wish to bring you back to just over two months ago when we moved to our current home in our new state. We had already secured a rental home via phone and internet from the Washington, DC area before we moved to the southeast and all we had left to do was pay the deposit and first month's rent when we arrived. When my family and I finally arrived at our new house after our nine hour drive we discovered to our horror we were standing in the middle of a very rundown and violent neighborhood. I got out of the moving truck with my wife still inside and looked around in disbelief and at that moment I heard a gunshot in the not too far distance followed by a hysterical woman's screaming. I instantly got on my cellular phone and called my mother who happens to live with us and was fifteen minutes behind me in our van on the road with my four children inside. I remember my exact words to her they were "I don't care where you go just don't come to the place we are supposed to be living. I want you to go to a restaurant any restaurant I don't care and feed the kids and call me back when you get there!" She responded with "Why what's wrong?" and I replied "We'll talk later just do it!" I got back into the moving truck and just stared at my wife. We knew at that moment there was no way we were going to raise our children in that neighborhood even if we had no other options and it meant homelessness. We spent that night in a cheap motel room putting the kids to bed and staying up all night trying to figure out what to do. We would take what money we had left we had saved and try to find another rental house. Three more days went by of seven people living in a cheap motel until by the grace of god we found a rental home on such short notice. After our second day of moving into our new place I was fortunate enough to find a new good paying job. Everything seemed to be coming together just as we hoped it finally would. Seven days after living in our new home things took a turn for the worst. My wife, mother, five month old daughter, two year old son, four year old son, ten year old stepdaughter and myself were driving to the store to buy some things for the house when In a blinding instant out of nowhere a red pickup truck smashed into the front of our van at over forty miles an hour. In a mere second everything started to shake violently as the sounds of screeching metal filled the air. Then there was total silence for a few seconds as white smoke filled the cabin of our vehicle. That perfect silence was then broken by the screams of my wife, mother and children. Those horrible sounds that you never want to hear again quickly brought me back to reality. I looked around frantically to see if everyone was alive and not seriously injured then unstrapped the kids car seats as fast as humanly possible. It then dawned on me we were still in the middle of the road so I began to scream at the top of my lungs for my wife and mother to get the hell out and take some of the children with them. I watched my family stagger to the roadside and fall on the grass. Then my wife got back up checked our kids with me. She then fell back into shock and started wandering around in circles while my mother was just staring blankly at our now demolished vehicle with tears starting to come out of her eyes. I have never felt so helpless in my entire life until that moment. I didn't even notice that my own left shoulder was gashed open, nose was bleeding and glass frames were broken until the police officer brought it to my attention. We all rode in two separate ambulances to the local hospital for medical treatment. Thankfully everyone recovered fully except myself. I underwent two CT Scans and was diagnosed with several ruptured blood vessels in my cerebellum and something else in the same area of my brain they call an anomaly or artifact. I am scheduled for a MRI and an EGG for later this month. I used to be a laid back and easy going person but now at certain times I act like a monster. This aggressiveness and combativeness just comes out of nowhere. I sometimes find myself trying to do a task and just drift off into space for a few moment staring at nothing in particular. I really wish I knew what was wrong with me but no one seems to have an answer to give. My wife got sick of my shit and took the kids and left this morning because of my recent disposition but thank god she returned this evening. I don't know what I would do if she ever left me or If I ever lost my four babies. If all of this wasn't enough the accident report blamed the accident completely on the other driver and it is well documented on the police report however his insurance company State Farm has denied all responsibility of the claim and will not replace our vehicle or pay us anything at all in damages and injuries. So I hired one of those "We don't collect until you win lawyers" but they say we can't even begin to settle the claim for at least four months. My doctor's won't let me go back to work due to the closed head trauma I endured and my rent is two months late. Not a damn penny with christmas right around the corner and not a single present for any of my kids. We are lucky to be eating thanks to my wife going down to social services on a city bus. Ain't life just fucking grand? I'd kill for just one joint to take these god awful headaches away and so I could get off these damn percocet prescriptions they keep feeding me except I don't know a soul here who smokes or sells. So in closing I'm sorry for all the trouble I've caused and I'd like to come back to my home away from home if you all can put up with me."


This is all moot. What did you say your name was again?

His name doesnt matter. He is a man in need of some understanding and a little light to brighten up christmas for his kids. With our sheer numbers we can do this for him cant we.
I know we can. And I know many of you will agree when you read this.

BUMP

Yeah I had plenty of time to write that for the 16 hours during which I was alone wondering if my wife and kids were going to come back home to me. Actually writing that helped me see everything in a different perspective. It made me stop taking everything for granted and made me realize how lucky we are to be alive. My major obstacles now are paying bills, christmas, job, vehicle and certainly better pain managment. Let me tell you taking percocets in the long run turns you into a wreck. I'm sure I'm not addicted because I love cannabis more than any other pain medication but maybe I am addicted because the moment I stop taking them my pain comes back really hard. So I'm sort of stuck taking them.