Aliens is pretty wild like that, saw it when I was maybe 9 or 10, the concept of perfect intelligent killing machines with acid for blood and corpos wanting to smuggle them home was too much for me and left me doing an OCD check out my window before bed in case the queen was just tromping around outside, now I have the blu-ray collection but I still struggle to play alien isolation, too immersive

I am thanks to a combination of my learning how credit should actually be used and careful budgeting as well as an excellent choice to get into information technology. I can actually support my adult son as well as take care of his brother and my disabled wife and living what would’ve largely been considered middle class by their standard. At this point they were getting mortgage calls for juggling payments and spending wrecklessly while living in a double wide mobile home in the rural appalachias.