Reading that is sad, but in a way it made me feel lucky. Despite all the shit I (and most of us) go through, work, tests, relationships, pain, etc. At least we all can live normally, we don't have anything like that poor kid. Just be glad to be alive I guess. That really, really is a sad story.
I have two kids and this story tied my stomach in knots! That poor kid...it just gets worse as you read through the story.
Besides the worm infested nutsack that's his father, he was growing up in an environment where he was exposed to "several felons and drug dealers"? It does make me realize how lucky I am to have my kids, healthy and living in reasonably good lifestyle. (Not many frills, but no drug dealers either...)
To top it off, the mother's bipolar? Yikes...that's a rough row to hoe for a "normal" parent-child relationship, much less throwing AIDS in. Hats off to them for keeping it together as well as they have.