Kentucky

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I was born and raised in the shitwad redneck hoods ( literal hoods in Kentucky) of Kentucky. FML
My shitface dickwad fucktard dad was a redneck cousin fucking drug dealing junkie. FML
My dumbass mom was stupid enough to allow this mother fucker to impregnate her at the age of 19 while she had college and everything else going for, following becoming pregnant with four more children across my father and two other men. FML
My childhood and teens consisted of dealing with douchebag dad shit like, being restrained to a couch while he farted on my face, threats of breaking my neck if I crossed his parental boundaries, smoking pot in the house throughout my entire life, disappearing from my life like he was fucking David copperfield( which was great becuase I didn't have to deal with his shit), and dealing drugs and making me and my mom and siblings a target for other douchbag drug dealing junkies like himself to pick on. FML
Yes, I was born and raised in the hoods of Kentucky, where one of my family members was eventually pinned in the slammer for seven years for cooking crystal, on a multi million dollar Kingpin level. FML
But you know what, I honestly couldn't bring myself to give any fucks anymore, that's all nearly two decades in the past, and, despite my ranting, it no longer affects me.
My question for the forum is where did you grow up and what was your period of growth like, as in your childhood,teens, and even beyond that if you are still growing.

I was born, and mostly grew up, in my current municipality, San Diego. My biological father suferred a stroke related to Agent Orange exposure in 1982, and died in 1990. My mother, during those years, was the only one raising me. As well, he was trying to take care of my father. At times, we had his hospital bed in our house. At other times, he was in convalescent homes. My mother did her best, but was overtaxed, and his parents were of no help.

My mother remarried in 1990, and our family moved to Tampa Bay shortly thereafter. This was very shortlived. Under 2 years. We all had problems down there. Me, the religious nuts (Baptist), them, just homesickness, I think. So, at the end of that time, they moved back to San Diego County, and I finished up high school in Arizona, near Phoenix and Scottsdale. This was my fourth of four high schools. There were valid reasons for all this change, but in retrospect, I'd probably just raise my kids to go public. One, larger, school throughout high school.

Not sure what else you are curious about, but I have lived in 7 locales in 6 states, having moved back to where I started from the northern suburbs of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.