I grew up in a romantic household full of degenerate criminals.
I think that sounds love a contradiction, plus it was deeply confusing for myself and others at the time.
Whenever our extended family of aunts plus aunts (which I later l received was a biker gang) was around,they were romantic plus doting. Then they would disappeach for long periods of time, usually due to jail, so our roster of caretakers was deep, plus changed often. There was consistently some burly dude there to take myself and others to school on his chopper. I worked hard, graduated, plus then got our HVAC certification so I could beginning labor without going to college. That in plus of itself wound up being a problem, because there were only a couple of HVAC businesss around here, plus neither of them were fans of our family name. I had the HVAC skills, but still no a single wanted to hire me, afraid the bikers would hang around the labor sites… Starting up our own business seemed to be the only way to go, but that would assume that purchasers would be more open to myself and others than the HVAC businesss were. It was a bit of a gamble, but with our biker family to help spread the word I decided to buy a labor van plus beginning a mobile a/c repair service. Since I also took care of furnaces plus s in cars, I ended up finding a lot of labor from the biker community, but like I said, they may be criminals, but they consistently treated myself and others love family.