It's the way the seasons fall

I've never been in the right place at the right time. I've watched opportunity happen to others by being in the right place at the right time, but never has that happened to me.

This means the success of everything I've done, or will do, depends largely on how hard I work, and on the support of others. Nothing ever just floats my way.

So when I first started playing in WUF I turned towards my family for support. Stupid idea considering they had never supported anything I did in life. Quickly, I realized just how absurd it was to ask them to be supportive [much less, interested]. It didnt take me long to understand that you shouldnt have to fight for support, especially from your own family. So if you find yourself in a situation like this, the support you get is not worth it.

My Dad had no interest. Being in a band was being irresponsible. It was all about money for him. Had I ever made a ton of cash, he would have supported it. But what musician ever makes a ton of cash, really? And one-hit wonder was not on my list of things I wanted to accomplish. So he treated it as a phase [like he did everything else] that he could lecture me out of sooner or later.

My mom is much to self-absorbed to be supportive of anything anyone does. If it's not about her, she could care less. Plus, she was too busy doing drugs to give a shit.My youngest sister lived with my mom but for most her life was also deep into religion. So even she looked down on my. At least for a while...

So I put my hope in my other sister. But, by this time she was married and popping out kid after kid. And she had found religion. I guess what I wanted in life didnt fall into line with her religion [or her family] so I was met with disinterest and a feeling of condescension. But, as my Nieces and Nephews grew up, they became curious. I was never allowed to give them my satanic music, or even a t-shirt. That hurt.

Eventually my youngest sister really got into what I had created. But by that time the band was over. My 2 nephews also got into it, but again, the band was over. All of them following in my footsteps. All of them citing me as an inspiration.

Getting that recognition feels great. Especially for family. And especially in the face of family who thought what i did wasnt worth anything. Getting support now feels useless.