anyone wanna read my autobiography?

i'd read it. If you don't mind I'd like to be critical as I need practise writing critics and analysing things objectionably

Then there was me. I found some escape in school but I think my true freedom came with alcohol and drug use. I began living a life of secrecy consumed with abuse. Hiding all of my feelings from everyone and abusing myself. Between sneaking joints from my brothers and booze from my mother I managed to subdue a lot of my thoughts. Often I found myself questioning my fathers death. Was he truly gone or did he just get fed up and leave? The bit where I couldn’t visit at the hospital coupled with the closed casket left some doubt. I mean, I was only 11 and a little naïve. Very little. No matter what, it was time to get moving. The trickle down theory was in full effect and I was at the bottom of the ladder. Watch out!

By the end of 1970 hope was not an option. I still can’t recall that Christmas, as I was a no show, off somewhere drinking myself into a forgetful daze. It seemed I had the constitution for consumption. And slowly I started to consume anything that kept me separated from reality. Even things that weren’t mine. Stealing. I get sad and remorseful recalling some of the wicked fiascoes I got myself into. It was like this to me…Money got me stoned and drunk and kept the evil thoughts away. I was spiraling to a place that just a year ago would have condemned me to hell. Now I lived there.

The above is well written but needs more flow to it, more conjunctives would be a good start. Try and weave the tale, explain the questions, detail is the key to any autobiography as its what keeps readers interested... the details that make you the person you are, rather than just stating events.

The above advice is however suitable for a written piece, which is usually only taken aboard by public names writings.

If this is just a personal reference it may be interesting to you personally, or to people that know you hence why its a personal reference.