I am 42 years old, 6'5" tall, 385 lbs, when I had hair it was brown, and I am extremely self conscious about my size.
I dropped out of a #music education degree in 1998 and married my #bff from highschool. I worked to put her through college, first for an #art degree, then for her #teaching certification.
In 2004 I went to #techschool and obtained an #associates degree in @microsoft #network administration with a diploma for #linux administration. In 2006, after trying to have kids and finding out it would be too dangerous for my #Beautifulone to carry a child to term, we decided to #foster, then #adopt 4 siblings, ages 1-5 at the time. The #adoption went through in February of 2009, however due to circumstances of the adoption and my parents' illnesses (liver transplant for dad, 5th round of cancer for mom), I had to turn down an opportunity to work for @google.
In October of 2009 I went into the hospital for a collectomy due to recurrent diverticulitis. The normally 1 1/2 hour surgery lasted over 5 hours. When I woke three days later, I found out that I had been working 80 hour weeks with a ruptured colon and my small intestine had kinked and fused to the back of my bladder. The surgeon told me he had never seen anything like it.
Since, I have been a #stayathomedad, fighting #depression, #anxiety, and feelings of #worthlessness. In that time I lost both my parents. My brother and I are what you would call estranged, fortunately my wonderful sister is still not embarrassed to be seen with me in public. Most of the time :D.
I am am orphan, beloved by few, set upon a sea of #doubt and #worry, bailing and paddling along as I am able. My beautiful wife bought me a woodburning kit for Christmas and it has helped transform my life. I still worry, I still fret over having little to no money of my own and living paycheck to paycheck off my wife's inadequate salary and some small adoption assistance we receive from the state.
I know a man's true #worth is not measured by the #money he makes, but I also know the worry of not earning. But now I have an outlet. What more can a man ask for?