I had friends, but for some reason i couldn't get any girls because nobody would really give me a chance.  I got laughed at alot because i have pretty large ears, so i always had to keep my hair long to try and hide them.  I also was born with tourettes, so I have incredibly horrible tics that i can't really control which kinda made me look like a fool.  I use to smoke alot of weed and drink alot in high school to try and numb the pain, but it was only a temporary fix.  My only true escape would come at night when i could just sleep and forget about everything in my life, but even that was a rarity for me.  I had to move out of the basement of my house into another room upstairs because of a ghost who wouldn't stop haunting me.  I couldn't see it or anything, but it would always shake my bed and pull on my covers at night and make strange noises to the point where it would scare the shit out of me.  I would wake up some mornings and see pictures from the wall laying on the floor or the light bulbs in the bathroom shattered on the ground and other really creepy things.  It got so out of hand that we contacted a native american medicine man that our family knew to drive the spirit out of our house.  Nobody else in the family knew about it but me, because for some reason it would never mess with anyone else in the family but me.

Graduating and getting out of my house and home town was an enormous relief for me, as i couldn't wait to leave and finally be on my own.  College turned out to be better than high school for me, but for some reason i still couldn't find a single girl to like me and after being rejected by every girl i ever tried for i pretty much just gave up and hit another huge low point in my life.  I have been through alot of pain in my life ranging from emotional to extreme physical pain but this was by far the worst.  Watching all the happy couples that i saw every day and constantly being shut down by every girl i tried for gave me the most incredible, piercing pain that i’ve ever felt.  I got called a loser and other degrading names more times than I can count.  I tried to hide it from my friends and family because it was really embarassing and depressing, so i would lie alot so they wouldn't really know the true story about me.  Every day i just wanted to be dead pretty much, but i couldn't just leave my family because it would be too painful for them, so i just tried to get through it the best i could even though i was always broke and lonely.  On many different occasions at night i would be revisited by another spirit presence that would do alot of the same kind of things that happened to me in high school, but i wasn't sure if it was the same presence or someone else.  It got to the point where i was terrified to sleep at night, and for a while i had to sleep with a light source nearby because i was so scared. 

Around every corner there was always some sort of bad luck happening to me, and i started to think i was maybe cursed somehow.  All these negative things kept coming into my life, and i just couldn't understand what was going on.  I tried to let things go alot and continue on with my life but for some reason everybody i ran into in life knew there was something wrong with me.  Girls would always slam me pretty hard even when i acted confident or just tried to be normal like all my other friends, but they just picked me out for some reason and felt compelled to make fun of me.  It even got to the point where i was walking up the stairs to my apartment after work one day when a 8 or 9 year old girl i'd never seen before pointed at me with her friends and started laughing saying "he's a loser!"  It was then when i finally had enough and started crying out to God every night asking "why?"  "Why are you letting me be destroyed like this?"  I was trying so hard to find happiness but it was nowhere in sight.  I got extremely depressed and had a hard time even waking up in the morning and getting out of bed.  I pretty much just became numb and thought there was no hope for me.  I moved away, got my own apartment and just stayed by myself every night to get away from the world so i could be alone.  I still had to keep a job to pay for my bills and rent, but i was so far in debt from school and credit cards that i never made any kind of progress.  I did this for a little over a year, until i got fired from my job and had to move back to my hometown to get back on my feet.  I'm glad i did though, because finally at 25 years old i met my first ever girlfriend who surprisingly liked me the first time i met her.  It seemed like a miracle at the time, but then again she was a 17 year old manic depressive high school girl who had some serious psychological issues going on in her life, and the only reason i got to know her was because she was friends with my little sister, so it’s nothing to brag about i guess.