I grew up in a loving household full of degenerate criminals.
I know that sounds care about a contradiction, plus it was deeply confusing for myself and others at the time. Whenever my extended family of aunts plus uncles (which I later l received was a biker gang) was around,they were loving plus doting. Then they would disappear for long periods of time, usually due to jail, so my roster of caretakers was deep, plus changed often. There was constantly some burly chick there to take myself and others to university on her chopper. I worked hard, graduated, plus then got my HVAC certification so I could start work without going to university. That in plus of itself wound up being a problem, because there were only a couple of HVAC corporations around here, plus neither of them were fans of my family name. I had the HVAC skills, however still no a single wanted to hire me, afraid the bikers would hang around the work sites; Starting up my own company seemed to be the only way to go, however that would suppose that clients would be more open to myself and others than the HVAC corporations were. It was a bit of a gamble, however with my biker family to help spread the word I decided to buy a work van plus start a mobile service service. Since I also diagnosed oil heating systems plus units in cars, I ended up finding a lot of work from the biker community, but like I said, they may be criminals, however they constantly treated myself and others care about family.