Your Life Line

My Dad Died In July 2000 my whole life fell apart, my Dad had a massive heart attack and died. I was devastated, it was the lowest momemt of my life so far although it was soon to get alot worse. I had had a huge argument with my Dad the day he died and for years I carried the guilt and the shame of how I believed I had killed him by causing him so much stress. I lost what little sense I had left and I became totally oblivious to the grief and sorrow I was causing my family as I fell deeper and deeper into a life of drugs, crime and serious violence. I served a second prison sentence for attacking a man with a lump of wood and while I was on bail for that I hit someone round the head with the butt of my gun after a fight in the street. 2 years in prison this time and still I never learnt my lesson. I came out from that sentence even worse, I had been doing alot of weight training and started taking steroids, so aswell as my fierce temper I now had alot of size and strength to back it up with.