I am going to do my best to shift gears in this post and talk about things that make me happy.
First and foremost I am happiest when I am allowed to be myself, and accepted. I laugh at just about anything,. I do like dark humor, though I do not like raunchiness. For example, I love how South Park, It's Always Sunny and Dave Chapelle all poke fun at modern society, but all can be very raunchy at times. I still watch them when they are raunchy, because I know the funny parts will be there. This is a metaphor for myself and relationships, those that accept me, have gotten to know me and accept me for who and what I am.
Good food makes me happy, but I do not eat to be happy. Though I do have my comfort foods. I make a good tri-tip and salmon, still honing my brisket skills. I love fresh fruit as well, there isn't a fruit I won't eat. My most recent and memorable food experiences were with My cousin. Him and I both went to Hell's Kitchen in Tahoe and had the signature beef wellington, and in New Orleans we had some A5 Wagyu steak, both were worth every dollar spent.
Good music can always lift me up or mellow me out. I listen to everything, all depends on my mood and what I am doing. I like to combine my music with the lights in my house so they change to the beat of the music. I have mentioned before some of my influences, but I listen to everything. From gangster rap, country, rock, or instrumental, it all resonates with me. I like to be able to feel the sound waves so I have good speakers in my home and wear good headphones, and I like to relate to the lyrics if possible.
I wouldn't say gaming makes me happy all the time. Though I do get a good shot of dopamine from gaming, I also game to disassociate from reality, I have been doing that since I was a little kid on Atari. A make believe world where I wasn't beaten or yelled at for being myself.
That is all for this one, I am trying to beat this heat at much as possible. I got a phone call with the investigator scheduled here shortly, hopefully my Brother has told the truth, I doubt my father would flip on the dumb cunt.
Please use my story as a lesson to treat people with respect and dignity no matter how they make you feel. Please don't abuse your children or t force them to drink bleach.
I know the dumb cunt child abuser & attempted murder, Rita Ross, reads this. This is for her, this is all your fault, your abuse, your refusal to believe your husband, your lies, your gaslighting the entire family about me, it is all your fault. I hope you suffer every day the rest of your life, and when you go to HELL, I hope you are tortured by your KKK father.
Thank you,
Mikey