Hello and welcome to my blog, here’s a quick run down on what I’ll be using it for
I’ll be sharing my personal thoughts on life when ever I need to get something off of my chest(which should be often)
I’ll be writing reviews for Anime/Manga, maybe movies and video games as well
But for now let’s get down to bare basics…
You know me as Pervy Fatman across the board(twitter, youtube, fakku) but my real name is Joseph Timothy Inserra Jr. I was born on June 29th of 1991 in Phoenix, Arizona at 4:44pm
From what I can remember I was a trouble maker when I was younger, but aren’t we all? But let’s rewind a bit and go back to when I was some odd months to a year old. This may surprised you but I almost didn’t make it to where I am today, as a baby I got really sick and ended up stroking out while I was in the bath. Thankfully my dad managed to get me to the Hospital before I got to worse off and here I am some odd years later.
During my schooling days I attended two different elementary schools, one for my Kindergarten days and another for my 1-8 grade days. I remember back when I was still in Kindergarten I made my first friend in the kid that live next door, weirdly enough he was deaf so there was quite the learning curve for me when ever we hung out and played games together.
As I grew older my family moved away from that neighborhood so I could attend grades 1-8 at a different school, needless to say I was sad that I had to move away from my friend. I started 1st grade in the fall of that year and felt extremely out of place at the school I attended.
Over the course of some odd years, I was in trouble quite a bit. There where times to where it wasn’t my fault but I got blamed any way because the teachers knew who I was. They even enrolled me into school based anger management with one of the “school psychiatrists” with a bunch of other kids who had the same issues.
Moving on from that, right around the time I was in 5th Grade I suffered my worst injury still to date. I had been playing tag with some of the neighborhood kids at one of their houses and we where running all over the place really fast and having a lot of fun, they had a wall which separated the front yard from the back yard which was super tall. I saw one of the kids climb up and over that wall and I figured I could do it as well, in my inhibited excitement once I had jumped from the top of the wall and landed in the worst way. My stiff legs hit the ground very hard and the force was enough to cause me to roll through, as I stood I realized that I couldn’t put any weight on my right leg at all. That’s when the worst physical pain I had ever felt rocked my world, I had to limp home on one leg with blinding tears in my eyes. Over the course of the night my knee swelled up like a balloon even with an ice pack sitting on it, unfortunately the next day I ended up going to school anyway. I had to leave school early because the pain had become way to much and I had to go to my doctors, he had told me and my parents that I had broken my knee. When I got an x-ray for it we found out that my Patella had blown clear away from the rest of my leg, at the time unfortunately we could not afford the physical therapy that would help me repair my knee. I ended up in a wheel chair for 3 whole weeks in constant pain then on crutches for 2 weeks after that with even more pain, to this day my knee still hurts quite a bit because of it fusing back together the wrong way.
Imagine if you will for a minute that your a young boy who is just starting school in a different area for the first time and trying to make your best impression with everyone of your class mates, only for it to blow up in your face and turn into a very long number of years of people constantly bullying you and when you fight back your the one who gets in the most trouble. That was my experience going through grades 1-8 every single day of my life, the only safe haven I had was my home which was right around the corner from the school. When your a young impressionable kid like I was back then I was taught that anyone could make friends, then I learned that you only had friends if you where popular. I learned to stop trusting people around me after learning what I did in Elementary School.
I was all to happy to leave that hell and move on from it to high school or so I’d like to think.
My Teenage Years where no better than my younger days, some where along the way( I can’t exactly remember when) my parents divorced and it wasn’t a happy one. I was split between my mom and dad for a majority of my high school life and wasn’t happy for a moment of it. I had to go through each day of my life wondering if every day would be worse than the last, and unfortunately it was. My hope for a new life in high school was destroyed when I found out that some of the same kids who bullied me had gone to the same school as I did, I could tell that right off the bat that I was the target of many a person. For me high school was more of a prison than an actual fun experience, the same thing in and out every single day. Classes, being bullied, Lunch, being bullied, more classes and more being bullied. The only time I got solace at school is when I was apart of the Japanese club and met the people who I stayed friends with to this day(HunglikeaZombie and HarimeNui12), I had finally met a group of people who had the same interests as me! It made me extremely happy that I had people who where like me.
Unfortunately with the Ups also comes severe downs, I started hanging out with this group of people at Lunch which where really fun to be around because they where always joking and laughing about one thing or another. Within this group I had met the one girl who I thought would be the one, we got along great and I thought we had gotten close enough even though her family was a bit on the evil side. Come to find out later on that when I was hoping to ask her about being my girlfriend, I had found out that she already had a boyfriend who was in college(some skinny twig of a dude) waiting on her to graduate in order to be with her. I was definitely crushed when I had found this out but I tried to make the best of it by just being friends but even that didn’t work out.
I believe it was some time between sophomore and Junior year of high school that my emotions had gotten the better of me and I became very “depressed” enough so that the thought of taking my own life seemed like a good idea at the time. During this time frame, I ended up living with my mom because my dad had been taken to prison with a half assed court case against him and a terrible lawyer, I guess when you sit in a court box and have to explain to the judge what a great guy your dad is only for him to be hauled away in cuffs minutes later right in front of you then your life seems pretty meaningless. It was around this time that I determined that in my eyes religion was a complete joke and meant absolutely nothing if some false deity was being prayed to with little to no results, which is why I decided that I would never be religious at all.
With my dad not around, it was hard for me to focus during school and get good grades. I wrote him every chance I had when ever he wrote to me, it just made me more and more depressed by the letter and by the day. Once he was out he was around to help me when I needed but unfortunately it was a false hope at best because as soon as everything was fine, he was taken away from me again for the same thing. I struggled the best I could while I was in school and fought tooth and nail to graduate from that hell and when I finally made it to graduation day, it hurt knowing that the one person I wanted to be there was behind bars for a misdemeanor crime.
During this time I had moved all the way out into Youngtown, Arizona. A small fringe town between Sun City(where the old people live) and Suprise(where the young and old rich people live), which is still my current location at least for now.
After I exited High School, I started my con journey with my first ever convention in Phoenix Comic Con 2009. Myself along with HunglikeaZombie, HarimeNui12 and the rest of our friends had so much fun going to this con and it was here that I got to meet my first ever voice acting guests in Yuri Lowenthal and Tara Platt who at the time played Sasuke and Temari in Naruto which I had a phase in for awhile much like most fans do. It was also the first time I had cosplayed as well, I dressed as Light Yagami(school uniform version) from Death Note which was my favorite anime at the time. This con still holds a special place in my heart because it reminds me of a better time when I thought everything was going to be okay.
After that I went to more conventions in Saboten Con 2009 and my first ever Anime Expo in 2011, I loved both those conventions so much. I had so much fun at both conventions that it was a mind blowing experience.
well that’s it for now, I’ll be back with part 2 sometime during this coming week after I chart out everything after this. Also hopefully expect my reviews of an anime I just got here recently(about half way through so I’ll finish it here in a couple of days) and also I might have a little something something with a few games I’ve been playing quite a bit of here lately
So until then this is Pervy Fatman,
I’ll See You On The Other Side.