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...how funny to label something, "don't read this," and expect some one not to read this.
So why did I say not to read this? Mainly because this is a depressing long story. But if you have the time to read this, then go ahead.
It starts back when I was in high school. I was a popular fun guy. I had wonderful grades. I played piano, I was in chorus, I drew. I was excellent in all my talents and won awards for them all.
But all of those things were crushed. I had one major flaw. I was weak...

But to understand this situation even more, we have to go back to when I was in elementary. Back then I knew this girl named Jessica. Her and I were best friends at the time and did everything together. She also had a sister named Crystal. Together all three of us had loads of fun. I did however had a crush on Jessica. It was obvious at times and made Crystal jealous.
Time went on and we made it to middle school. And this is when everything went down hill. I got to meet Jessica's/Crystal's family. I found out that they were very racist. They hated the fact that I wasn't white. Their Aunt was the worst of them. She lived with them and hated me with a passion. We never told them that Jessica and I were a couple. We just kept it secret and avoided her family.
Valentines day came by and it would be the day that changed the rest of my life. We decided to sneak out and see each other at midnight. But things didn't go that way. I got there early and waited for her. When she finally showed up...she ended up being hit by a truck right in front of me.
...she yelled out in pain to run. I didn't want to but I did. I was scared and the fear ruled me, so I ran home.
The next day, I called her house. Her aunt picked up the phone and started yelling at me. She told me that Jessica had died and I was the reason why. I deserved to go to hell. I couldn't believe it. She told me that they were moving away and NEVER to talk or see Crystal again.
I fell into a deep depression. My grades slept and I fell off the honor roll. I just started shutting down. But one day when walking home I ran into Crystal.
We were both very happy to see each other. She explained that her parents moved to another state and she stayed here with her grandma. She wouldn't have it any other way.
We shortly started dating after that. But this relationship didn't go well. She started getting into drugs and hanging out with the wrong kinds of people. One night I ended up telling her that I missed Jessica to much and I didn't want to be in a relationship any more. That night she vanished.
A couple days later, her friend found me and told me that she had overdosed and died. She also told me that she was crying out for me before it happened.
I couldn't take it. I became lost again. I didn't know what to think anymore.
I graduated middle school and went on to high school.
This is when things took a turn for the better. This is when Luna and I became good friends. She was always able to cheer me up. She gave me hope and got me to believe in myself again. Until I met Kimberly.
Kimberly was one of the most popular girls in school. She did pageants, she was beautiful, caring, and the everything a guy could want. She approached me one day and we instantly fell in love. Luna told me to forget about her. She said that she wasn't who I thought her to be. My friends told me the same. I didn't listen and decided to start dating her. I was stilled crushed about Jessica and Crystal. I wanted to be with someone. I was lonely,...weak.
Our relationship was very rocky from the get go. We were breaking up and getting together all the time. My friends grew sick of it quickly. They tried in vain to get me away from her.
Yet there where even more problems at home. My mom and dad started fighting a lot and were alcoholics. Things started falling apart. My brother left home and I was all alone.
Things got worse with Kimberly. She started threatening me. She told me that she would leave me unless I stopped seeing my friends and family. I was still so lost, I decided to follow her wishes. It was at this time, my dad kicked me out of the house and told me to go live with her.
I hated being with her. I lost everything. My friends and my family. I even had to give up my pets because she didn't like them.
I started failing school. Everything started to really fall apart. Yet some how I still managed to pull it together enough to graduate with a 3.0 gpa.
I finally hit a point of which I wanted to leave and go back home. But she told me she wanted a baby. I wanted to be a father too. I didn't think about anything but tried to figure out a purpose to live. And being a father was more than a reason.
She got pregnant and things became worse. We were living with her mom and she hadn't been paying the rent. We were kicked out and were on the streets.
We went through a couple more apartments until we ended up in a motel room. Things kept getting worse.
Kimberly started hitting me and yelling at me all the time. She always threatened to leave and never let me see my son unless I did what she wanted.
The day finally came when my son was born. Everything started getting better. I was able to sneak in seeing my family and friends. Being a father made me happy and purpose to move on. I loved him with all my heart. We were finally able to afford an apartment again.
Kimberly however did not share my joy. She became very quiet and stopped talking. She didn't do anything for our son unless she had to. She became very distant. She stayed at home all the time and quit her job.
Other problems happened that I still can't get over. She began to badly abuse our pets. I tried so hard to stop her. But then I stopped because she would always turn it on me. I feared being around her.
Then everything got even worse. One day, I was playing with my son. I ended up dropping him by mistake. I got him to the hospital as fast as I could. It turned out he was perfectly fine. But they decided to do a CAT scan to make sure everything was really okay. Kimberly showed up at the hospital at this time with her mom. Kimberly was in a panic attack when I told her that our son was having a CAT scan. This is where things took a turn for the worse.
The doctor came out and told us that we no longer could see him. The doctor explained that he had three subderral hematomas (bruises on his brain). Those come from child abuse.
I shut down. He told me that some one had shook him. He said that our son was even lucky to be alive from the damage of these past injuries.
I freaked out. I didn't do anything but love him. Kimberly however,...
...I didn't know what to do. We lost custody of him. Kimberly suddenly turned on me and told the police I was abusive and did drugs. And in New Mexico, what the girl says, goes.
I was slapped with a restraining order and was kicked out into the streets. I lived there for a week before my friends found me and moved me in with them.
Kimberly became furious with me for seeing my friends and told me that I would never see our son again.
I went through the courts and was put on probation for 5 years for possible child abuse. They were never able to prove who abused him so we all were suspects.
...I haven't seen my son for 4 years. He's now 5 years old. Kimberly was some how was given custody of our son. She disappeared with him.
As of now, I was able to start up a case with the police and try to find her and figure out how to fix this situation. As another kick in the side when I was down, I ran into Crystal. It turned out that she never died. Her aunt lied about Jessica dieing as well. Crystal knew about it but she lied about her being alive so she could go out with me. I just gave up on them and left.
After this whole things happened. I gave up on relationships. I just wanted to be free. And then thats when Luna came back into my life. She wanted to get together but I explained to her that I just saw her as a friend.
That is when I met Shea. Everything about her was perfect. We now live together and are happier than we ever have been.
So it's been a very hard ride. But it turned out for the best in the end for I was able to meet Shea. I will be able to see my son again sometime soon and Kimberly will be brought to justice.
So, that is my long story.