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When I was sick and by myself at home I would think, “What exactly is the purpose in this. What are you doing? You’re still alone. You still have nobody in your life. You still have that void. So what you’re searching for is ...
I started to make emotional ties with a lot of these girls that were just unhealthy.
That’s the key thing here and when someone says they’re gay or homosexual, that is now saying; “That is my identity.”
Everything was going beautifully, but there was an emptiness in my life and I was frustrated. I kept thinking, “There has to be more.”
“Mr. Henson, I don’t know what you’ve been doing, but I wish you’d tell me. Your blood is better than mine.
We lost our house and moved into an apartment complex where the police department was there every night and there were gun shots and squirrels literally in the cupboards.
"I actually told him that. “I’m not in love with you anymore."
When I arrived home I asked my brother, “Hey let’s get together. Let’s go out and drink. Dad’s dying. We need to go party.”
I don’t know what it was. There was this flame inside my stomach just boiling over.
My dad committed the crime of first degree murder on August 14, 1996, which is my birthday, and he went to prison.