Post by Emerson on Oct 27, 2020 14:14:45 GMT -5
We see Emerson in his kitchen. Sitting at the kitchen table. He hears a beep come from the stove, he gets up and opens the stove and we see two Totinos pizzas in there, one is combination that has pepperoni sausage, green peppers and black olive the other is a plain pepperoni.
His son looks over at him from the sofa and Emerson just shakes his head meaning not ready yet. He closes the lid to the oven again and thinks to himself give it another 4-5 min. After 2 minutes he turns off the stove and lets the pizzas finish cooking with the last 3 min of heat in the stove.
Well I am not the best father, lunch is either frozen pizza or cereal. I really dont know what I am doing. And I keep thinking I am messing up his life by pretending to be a dad. I am failing as a father, as a man, as a wrestler, as everything. So here I sit in a kitchen waiting out a frozen pizza. I am pathetic. And I feel so sad. I dont want let him down but sometimes I think maybe having him go to a better home might be better? Talking to social services, maybe get him into a special school down in Houston. But growing up without a mother and father is bad, I dont want to be that type of person. I wish I had someone to talk to but everyone in my family that I speak to just shrug and say “just do your best” as if that was really any type of advice. I am free falling here, looking for a lifeline.
(I walk over to the oven and take out the pizzas, I call my son and I cut up his peperroni pizza in 4 squares and tell him to wait for it to cool down.)
He walks back with his plate to the tv to watch spongebob. He must of seen all of those dvds over a hundred times, he never gets bored of them. I cut up my pizza and after a few min that first bite, its burnt on the outside and frozen on the inside I guess I should of preheated the oven more, terrible food, my son though he smiles and keeps on eating, I guess when all youve had is awful pizza then you start thinking thats normal or thats how it should be. I dont want him growing up thinking frozen pizza is nor mal for everyone.
I know I need to stop bringing my personal issues into SFT. No one really cares. Right now all anyone cares is getting into the ring and winning, climbing up ladders and getting some gold. And while having a successful career is important, winning titles is important, but its not important to me, not really, not in the grand scheme of things.
Maybe its time I retire? Move on in my life, leave all this behing. And time for me to be a decent father and man and concentrate on whats important. That person on the sofa is important, everything else is not. Not what movie someone saw, what wrestler they beat last week, who they are going to beat this week. All of that is nonsense. People come and people go, but if you dont take care of whats important in life, then what is the point?
I love SFT. I really do. But seems very few love it, most are so self centered they cant see beyond their own stuff. And its a shame really. SFT has been home to so many people, but that love seems to be conditional. And when you love something, anything, there should be no conditions.
I love my son and that is my condtion. Goodluck to Cypher and Jay.
Fade to black
His son looks over at him from the sofa and Emerson just shakes his head meaning not ready yet. He closes the lid to the oven again and thinks to himself give it another 4-5 min. After 2 minutes he turns off the stove and lets the pizzas finish cooking with the last 3 min of heat in the stove.
Well I am not the best father, lunch is either frozen pizza or cereal. I really dont know what I am doing. And I keep thinking I am messing up his life by pretending to be a dad. I am failing as a father, as a man, as a wrestler, as everything. So here I sit in a kitchen waiting out a frozen pizza. I am pathetic. And I feel so sad. I dont want let him down but sometimes I think maybe having him go to a better home might be better? Talking to social services, maybe get him into a special school down in Houston. But growing up without a mother and father is bad, I dont want to be that type of person. I wish I had someone to talk to but everyone in my family that I speak to just shrug and say “just do your best” as if that was really any type of advice. I am free falling here, looking for a lifeline.
(I walk over to the oven and take out the pizzas, I call my son and I cut up his peperroni pizza in 4 squares and tell him to wait for it to cool down.)
He walks back with his plate to the tv to watch spongebob. He must of seen all of those dvds over a hundred times, he never gets bored of them. I cut up my pizza and after a few min that first bite, its burnt on the outside and frozen on the inside I guess I should of preheated the oven more, terrible food, my son though he smiles and keeps on eating, I guess when all youve had is awful pizza then you start thinking thats normal or thats how it should be. I dont want him growing up thinking frozen pizza is nor mal for everyone.
I know I need to stop bringing my personal issues into SFT. No one really cares. Right now all anyone cares is getting into the ring and winning, climbing up ladders and getting some gold. And while having a successful career is important, winning titles is important, but its not important to me, not really, not in the grand scheme of things.
Maybe its time I retire? Move on in my life, leave all this behing. And time for me to be a decent father and man and concentrate on whats important. That person on the sofa is important, everything else is not. Not what movie someone saw, what wrestler they beat last week, who they are going to beat this week. All of that is nonsense. People come and people go, but if you dont take care of whats important in life, then what is the point?
I love SFT. I really do. But seems very few love it, most are so self centered they cant see beyond their own stuff. And its a shame really. SFT has been home to so many people, but that love seems to be conditional. And when you love something, anything, there should be no conditions.
I love my son and that is my condtion. Goodluck to Cypher and Jay.
Fade to black
