Of course there is more to this story than I had time to tell. It's not that they one day found out that I'm a Boylover and just kicked me out. You see all my life these people knew I was attracted to boys, and for the most part they said nothing to me about it, but used me to get whatever they could out of me. When my brother needed a place to live to raise his two kids, I bought a house. When they needed money, it was me they would come to. When they needed someone to watch the kids while they went out drinking, yea...me again. And all the while they knew I was a pedophile.

Things went alright that way, except that i was being used by them and I knew it but refused to accept it. At least I could be around the kids and it was some kind of family. But when I started drinking again and lost my house and we had to move, things became real different all of a sudden. When they saw they couldn't get anything from me anymore, my brother started to get into it with me, trying like crazy to get something started. You wouldn't believe the kind of stuff he tried to get me into a fight with him.

I've never been a violent person and I hate confrontations, which is one of the reasons I started drinking again after years of sobriety. I was living with my brother but he was constantly in my sh*t. I could never do enough, or do anything good enough for him. Good God, I had put myself in debp right up to my eyeballs, for crying out loud. But it was never good enough for him. One day I came home from work and he was screaming at me as soon as I walked through the door. One time he actually picked up the freaking vacume cleaner and was going to throw it at me. Ok, so I couldn't take it any more and started drinking again. Which I admit was a mistake but I felt absolutely trapped and didn't think I had any other avenue of escape.

When everything blew up and I got into it with him and went to jail, that's when the real fun began. My brothers decided to take everything I owned and sell most of it. When I got out of jail I almost literally had nothing to my name. I could have gone after them through the courts and gotten my things back, but I decided to let it lie. This is why...

If they ever want to reconcile with me, the very first thing that will need to be done is that they will need to return everything back to me. I know they won't do this because they are users. But if they ever do, perhaps it will prove they have changed. I absolutely refuse to reconcile with a bunch of users, otherwise. I will not be used like that ever again.

With Love,
Chris