Jim part 1

Benjamin Dover had never liked his name. His parents had thought it would be funny to name their son Ben Dover. That's why he had it changed on his 18th birthday. He'd always thought he was more of a Jim anyway. He gave a lot of thought to what he wanted to be named. 'Jim what?' the lady said irritably when he turned in the paperwork with a big fat blank space on the line after surname.
'Just Jim,' he said.
From then on his name got him quite a bit of attention. But his answer was always the same. 'Just Jim,' he would say when people asked him what his last name was.

This whole issue of his name had caused him to deeply hate his parents. It was a horrible and lingering hate that he hid almost completely because other than the unfortunate naming his parents had really been incredibly good and kind to him. They even always went to his PTA meetings, when he was in elementary school. They always went to his little league games. They were in general caring and loving parents.

At the age of nine Ben discovered huffing glue. He was very excited. It changed his life completely. Instead of playing with friends out and about, he spent his free time locked in his room getting high. His skin turned pale from spending so much time inside. his face took on a certain gaunt, exhausted look that is entirely unexpected in a 10 year old.

Without knowing it Jim developed a serious relationship at the age of 22. Because of his heavy use on marijuana to self medicate for his back injury, he never thought about it as a relationship. His sense of how long it had been going on was also seriously flawed. When he reduced the amount he smoked after his back healed, he finally began to realize just how involved he was.

Jim hated doctors. When he was 20 he hit his head and was knocked out. He was taken to the hospital while unconscious and when he awoke he freaked out. The bright glare of the florescent hospital lights and the stark nature of his hospital room terrified and confused him. He did not recognize his surroundings and immediately paranoia set in. He lept from his bed straight into an expert crouch and darted out into the hall. He snuck from doorway to doorway carefully avoiding anyones notice. Eventually he found an elevator and called it. Luckily he heard the man's voice before the doors opened and was able to to get around the corner before he was seen. In his dash to dash around the corner he found the stairs and was able to get down to the ground floor. From there it was only a matter of finding an exit, which was very well advertised and therefore quite easy to find. Out the door on the run he ran directly into the road only to be cut down by an oncoming car. This put him right back in the hospital for with some very severe injuries. It took a long time for all of the pain to go away, especially in his back.