Prologue
THE HARDEST PART OF IT ALL IS, FACING YOUR FEARS AND NEVER LOOKING BACK.
Personally i am somebody that is so independent that it is so damned hard to stop and think, for even a moment.
In the last two years i have been on this imaginary roller coaster ride, that has officially put me under someones foot and stumped all over it. there was a moment i felt like my life was no other than an ordinary individual; until i submerged from the very bottom of my life, and became whole again.
I'm sick and tired of hiding away from every other thing everyone has led their life to become. I'm a single mom and i don't care who knows it. it was so darn difficult to raise this 12 year old boy from nothing. yet there is no such thing as failure in my life anymore.
I had closed myself off from the world, and decided to write a book. It took three months to put it all together and i have never stopped thinking about the first moment i decided to write out what i was feeling inside.
Am I crazy? In all honesty, when i thought I lost myself completely; in came this amazing guy who walked into my life and changed it. So I thought at least.
Nothing could change the way i felt in that particular moment, not even now. considering i have pulled more stunts in the last two years of my life, than i ever did in a life time. It starts with a simple ping on the social network site...
before i knew it i was definitely head over heals for a stupid pick up line based on 'Tele-porting!' Oh my god, i was so desperate to get out of my hell whole that i went on with it.
His name is Axsel, a lot of you would think that the very reason why his name is the way it is, is possibly all due to the old 'guns 'n' roses band'. trust me its not! - Never would have crossed his mothers mind who Axel Rose is, especially where he is from. He's a tall white blooded barbarian asshole with a snip.
eventually the night was officially coming to a close and he offered me a date night! Of course i chuckled it off and replied with; 'Maybe one day, but not today. Good night dude!' sending him and emoji with a wink on it.
Of course I don't think anything more of him than the random stranger that he is. I couldn't exactly put my mind past the fact that this could be the most recent interaction i have ever had with an individual since What's his face! The man who was so badly depressed in his own sad life, that even though his psychologist told him to start over a new relationship and make a new beginning - he only brought me down with him also. It was over before it even started! Francesco was his name. Once a stranger always a stranger. I'm glad i can stop all the hurt and the pain and putting my job on the line for a man that clearly was jealous of another man residing in my family home. -Some one I grew up with. Dave! just Dave!
