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This is simply my life told through tears and smiles.
Born in the City of Bath but lived most of my life in Frome, Somerset.
Had a lovely innocent childhood but was bullied heavily at school and all through my school life, to a point that i dont have any Maths or English GCSE.
Joined a Rock Punk Metal band as a Lead Vocalist when i was in my late teens which helped me grow with confidence, but also later in life help destroy me with drink and things, especially when the band way of life split in my late twenty's.
You see band life was some of my best memories, met some amazing people, made some lifetime friends, some who have all too soon, sadly passed to the next world.
But being in a band I felt part of something, we would practice together, write music together, drink together and go out and do gigs.
Being onstage was a feeling I just cant describe. I loved it.
Found someone special in my life late teens, married... now sadly divorced.
Still really care for that person, for me a marrige promise is something i dont take lightly, but in my heart i know i destroyed that too, sad...
yes very...
but as they seem to say life must move on., and there is still and always will be a piece of heart for that person.
How can you go through life without people ettching memories on your heart without looking back and it hurting.
Well maybe if your a heartless person, but i never really could understand people who walk through life that way..
Two attempts of suicide that I can remember, alcohol dependent and a whole bunch of time in London, life is certainly better now.
I am at more peace with myself,
Now I find myself.... well you will just have to read the book to find out what happened.
One final thought....
Your perception of me is a reflection of you,..
my reaction to you is simply an awareness.
