Up to this point in my life, I have had a rough “go of it.” I came from an abusive family, and ended up homeless at 17 when my mother kicked me out for refusing to let her slap and punch me.
I ended up in Tucson at the UofA working at Residence Life making $3.30 an hour. There, I had a homosexual Hispanic boss who tried to molest me.
I had to drop out of school because I could get no financial aid. This was due to the fact that my family had invested in Intel and became millionaires basically overnight. Thanks to Bill Clinton, their earnings were taken into account until I turned 23.
I joined the Army, and scored 92 on my ASVAB (sp?). I got an Airborne contract. While in basic, I developed a severe upper respiratory infection, and went on sick call. They diagnosed me with Asthma, and sent me home (medical discharge). I found out later that due to Bill Clinton cutbacks, a lot of people we sent home this way with either flat feet or asthma.
Later, I tried to get an LEO job, but I believe I failed the polygraph (I am not sure, they never told me). The weird thing was that I was truthful…
I had incompetent bosses. I had bosses that engaged in fraud and then tried to pin it on me.
On and on it went.
One day I realized that I was living in the past. I was bitter about my family upbringing, I was bitter about my discharge from the Army. It seemed that everything I had tried to do ended in failure.
I realized that while my past was a disaster, my future was entirely up to me. I decided to start living focusing on the future. I stopped engaging in self destructive behaviors (nothing serious).
I went back to school, got school loans and ended up with both a B.A. and an M.B.A. I set up boundaries for my parents, and our relationship is better than I ever thought possible. I met a wonderful woman and have been married to her for 8 great years (the only problem is that she wants sex every day
). We have found a great church, and are plugged into some of their programs. I will be closing on a new house next week. In the time it has taken them to build it, the value of the house has gone up about $65K. I have a great job (Project Manager), and a competent boss who is mentoring me. I have good challenges at work, and my decisions are supported. I have lost 64 pounds in the last year.
To top it all off, I just found out that my wife is pregnant.
I am not sure that things could be going better. I never ever thought it was possible to be this happy.
The only problem is that there is a very small voice in the back of my head that tells me that something bad is going to happen, that things are going too well… Am I a freak?