T.O. sat down with GQ to dish on how horrible his life is. He points a lot of fingers in the article, hardly places too much on himself. He does blame himself, however, for letting his disastrous financial situation happen. You never really know if you should pity him or slap him and tell him to get over it.
“I hate myself for letting this happen,” Owens told GQ. “I believed that they had my back when they said, ‘You take care of the football, and we’ll do the rest.’ And in the end, they just basically stole from me.”
Owens has also found himself friendless, thanks to a growing sense of distrust thanks to his many unfortunate dealings.
He never had many friends — teammates never called him to party, he says, wrongly assuming that he was “too big” to socialize — and now, “I don’t have no friends. I don’t want no friends. That’s how I feel.”
And on top of that, he’s battling in court with four women to whom he pays a total of $44,600 a month in child support for his four children, ages 5 to 12.
“If there’s anything I’m sorry about, it’s getting involved with all that.” He never actually dated any of the women, he says. One was a one-night stand, the others “repeat offenders.” Owens, who has never been married, concedes he is “not a very good judge of character.” Still, he “never suspected they were the types to do what they done in the past year.”
I do kind of feel bad for T.O. because deep down I know I want him to do well. He’s a great athlete and I’m sure he’s a great guy. There’s just something not right with him and I never could put my finger on it. As far as letting this happen, I definitely think he’s at fault. You can read moreHERE.