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Post by Vincenzo Vassallo on Jul 27, 2009 1:06:58 GMT -5
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[right]-Firstname/Nickname[/right][/size]VINCENZO VINDICATION THE BLOG OF A VASSALLOHAVE YOU EVER HIT A POINT IN YOUR LIFE, WHERE YOU REALIZED THAT THERE WAS SOMETHING BIGGER OUT THERE? YOU'RE NOT ALONE, NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE? THAT'S KIND OF WHERE I'M AT. I'M JUST A TWENTY-ONE YEAR OLD MESS RAISING HIS SIX SIBLINGS AND HIS OWN CHILD, AH THE LIFE OF A VASSALLO. LET'S STEP INTO IT A LITTLE FURTHER, SHALL WE?
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Post by Vincenzo Vassallo on Jul 27, 2009 19:34:42 GMT -5
[27 July, 2009] || Purposes.
My moods and emotions are as changeable as the weather lately. Sometimes I'm up and sometimes I'm down, but I never let myself stay down. If things happen that don't seem as they should, I just say for everything there is a purpose and there is good in everything that happens. If we look for the good, rather then dramatize the bad until a mole hill looks like a mountain. In time when left alone that mountain will look like a mole hill. For every purpose there is a reason. Like the snow and storms that some hate. Those are good things for it halts everybody in their every day life and it makes them duck their heads a little to realize there is a greater one than they and they can't control him or the weather what-so-ever it may be or how it comes. Another great blessing it is, a supply of much needed moisture in the ground, for which we should be grateful. Moisture keeps the trees and plants alive, which provide us our oxygen.
-Vincenzo
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Post by Vincenzo Vassallo on Jul 27, 2009 20:02:46 GMT -5
[28 July, 2009] || UNSAID.
Recent events, make me question my life. I'm doing things wrong, that I know, but how does one correct habit? How do you discontinue what you were raised with? You don't because deep down it's still there, waiting to come back. Looking at me now, I'm a mess, I know I'm a mess, I can see it just as easily as you can. I look at myself now days and with these recent events I fight cravings like never before, with Francesca I didn't want this so badly, now these fluids, these powders, they're all I want. I think I've given myself a false sense of hope, telling myself she'll be back. Now where do I go? I can't go back to those menaces, I'll destroy the bonds my family has and what will that say to my son? "Oh Romeo, Your father is incapable of handling himself, he's a big loser, just like your mother told you." I can't do to Romeo, what my Father did to me. I have to protect him. This isn't just bout being a former addict, it's about being a brother, a father, a friend, a cousin, and a lover. Staying clean for them, is hard, but I'll put up with it, as long as I can.
-Vincenzo
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