Horseticuffs
Full werewolf off the buckle
So yesterday I turned 35. Today, for the first time in my life and after a long and complicated process, I got my driver's license!
You see growing up nobody cared if I got it or not. As I got older I married young and my not having my license was used as ammunition for emotional and mental abuse by my ex. She'd threaten to not drive me to work if I gave her static for cheating and such. Hell, we've been separated for years but even yesterday she threatened to keep our kids from me if I didn't give her some money. I knew I was pretty fucked since she was the gatekeeper to my kids.
Today, though, on my forth attempt and waiting a year after my third, I passed. I've spent the past year like a monk. Studying, obsessing, thinking of nothing more than doing what every single fucking teenager in this country does with little issue. Long nights fearing having my children ripped from me at the whims of a woman who knows she has me over a barrel.
And like that, the dream that seemed impossible to me has come true. I cried when the dude told my I passed, truth be told. I was incredulous.
I'm sure to most of you this comes across as pathetic. Hell, I acknowledge it as so. We've all got our albatrosses, though. I'm pretty successful in my modest job, I've lost nearly 200 pounds, but THIS seemed like the impossible dream.
Today the driving goal of my life has come to fruition and I hardly know what to do with myself.
Thanks for reading.
You see growing up nobody cared if I got it or not. As I got older I married young and my not having my license was used as ammunition for emotional and mental abuse by my ex. She'd threaten to not drive me to work if I gave her static for cheating and such. Hell, we've been separated for years but even yesterday she threatened to keep our kids from me if I didn't give her some money. I knew I was pretty fucked since she was the gatekeeper to my kids.
Today, though, on my forth attempt and waiting a year after my third, I passed. I've spent the past year like a monk. Studying, obsessing, thinking of nothing more than doing what every single fucking teenager in this country does with little issue. Long nights fearing having my children ripped from me at the whims of a woman who knows she has me over a barrel.
And like that, the dream that seemed impossible to me has come true. I cried when the dude told my I passed, truth be told. I was incredulous.
I'm sure to most of you this comes across as pathetic. Hell, I acknowledge it as so. We've all got our albatrosses, though. I'm pretty successful in my modest job, I've lost nearly 200 pounds, but THIS seemed like the impossible dream.
Today the driving goal of my life has come to fruition and I hardly know what to do with myself.
Thanks for reading.
Yay!
