Hey. It’s Freddie. Freddie Santiago. I’m here to tell you the story of my life. Take a journey into the wonderful life of Freddie. Well… Maybe not. Although, that could change. Who knows? Oh. Wait. I do. Stick around. We’ll have a grand time. Here’s where it all began.
It all started in 1997. The year I was born. My father or should I call him The Person that Donated the Sperm. I know. It could be easier to say Sperm Donor, Deadbeat Dad or Shitty Father but I like The Person that Donated the Sperm. Anyway, back to the story. My father and mother made.. love? No they never loved each other. We’ll just say they had sex. I mean come on. We’re all adults here.
My mom got pregnant with a wonderful baby boy. My father, unfortunately, wasn’t happy. He told her to get an abortion with me. My mom was against that decision and was blessed with a baby boy. My father asked people on the street if they could give him money to come see me. Sounds sweet, right? It wasn’t sweet. He used the money to buy drugs.
I didn’t find this out until I was 13 years old. Could you imagine what a 13-year-old was thinking at that moment? Realizing the person who he is supposed to idolize was a douche. Did that stop him from becoming a wonderful baby boy? It did not.
This boy is me (obviously). I grew up to be an extraordinary dude. I am who I am. I’m different but in a good way. I am me. Who are you?
I will keep you posted but just know.. You are incredible.