The person who adopted me, my father, raised me into a successful man. Your father, who is blood related to you, didnt care enough about you to raise you into a decent person. On the flip side, you are a horrible son and father and contribute nothing to any aspect of lifefailed husband having your wife sleep on someone used mattress, cant even supply for ya family but some how got all the time in the world to respond to me within seconds, while you should be out searching for a new job
enjoy your dayim about to go lift weights, at 2:50 pm in the afternoon, but really anytime because I happened to defy the odds of adopted kids from a drugged up birth mom and beame a success
They make movies about people like me
they make cartoons about people like you
You are the forums Al Bundy, Mr Empty Pants
drugged up mom explains alot Terry crews. Them crack babies ain't got no sense. Not too bright, Quick tempered. That might confuse people into thinking you're scrappy-doo but nah 
dont you gotta get up in 5 hours to go to your minimum wage job at the age of 45 
I'm secure enough in my own skin to not worry about things of that nature 
In fact, doing so would be a sin, you have God first and people can't affect you. Now take that bit of wisdom and aspire to be a better version of yourself tomorrow...
I can see you starting to get that tipping point where these harsh realities are starting to hit your gut 
