The Beginning. I need help.

The only person that ever loved me was my mother and she is dead, so F&ck you, I’m Adam Brown.

I had that thought late at night a couple of years ago.  It sums up a bit of anger and rage that creeps up in me at times.  It also made me realize that I need help.  A lot of help.

My mom died when I was 14.  June 7, 1998.  Just a couple weeks before I graduated middle school and the summer before I graduated High School.  I think that my mom’s passing has affected me in many ways, including my journey through life.    This blog will serve for me to think and write about my thoughts and serve as a venue of help for myself and my soul.  I welcome input that you have as a reader.


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