I can't do the hard life thing as an excuse. I just can't. I've had a hard life by anyone's standards. My mum had a very bad case of diabetes and high blood pressure, it killed her 2 years ago. My dad was an alcoholic it killed him 14 years ago. My sister was a junkie who dumped her kids on my mom to raise. Starting at the age of 7 I had to help my mother take care of my sister's kids because her salary didn't stretch to cover childcare for 3 additional (then 4, then 5, then 6 additional) children. Some bad things happened to me as a child. I watched my father abuse my mother until she left him. And not only was he an alcoholic but he was a mean sob and a career billy bad butt to boot. Wah, wah, wah... Oh well. I didn't drink, I didn't do drugs. I got a job and went to work every single day God sent, rain or shine, sick or well. I don't run around hurting people. I do that whole responsible adult thing.