Weeks End Thoughts…

Men have three options in life. They either give up and live with being mediocre. They take a gun and end the voices and regret in their head. Or they fight the demons and become who they were destined to become.

Sometimes I’m afraid for myself. I fear what failure will drive me to do. The idea that my family isn’t going to be in a better position in life because I failed them stings.

I haven’t really drank all week and today I haven’t stopped. I’m my fathers son, its in my DNA. I don’t know why I thought I’d meet someone that wanted me to be better. That’s not who women are anymore.

Pray for my sanity.

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