I lived most of my life, I threw away most of my life. I had opportunities 😌 I guess I was just wanting to make up for what never was -I guess I didn’t want to accept that there is no perfect life, no perfect relationship, no perfect person. I don’t think I was able to see that what I had was what most other people had, an imperfect life, relationship, and that I too, like everyone else was imperfect. It always sermed like my life, my relationships, me -were less than others; and I wanted them to be like everyone else’s 😔.

When I was younger it was “Why me”. As I got older it became “I can’t afford to invest in failure anymore”. What did I know about being grateful for what I had?

Here I sit 57 years-old alone 🌙 after 🌙. I always said, human relationships more than anything are an indication of how healthy we are. How human we are from a Godly or ungodly perspective. I have no friends, no relationship, only God!

Sidenote: They say alcoholics are lonely people. Maybe that’s why so many of us lack proper human perspective. We spend our lives thinking where either more or less, our relationships are rather more or less than everybody else also round us – We talk ourselves into or out of this or that… While everyone else is just living life one day at a time.

“There is no perfect life Wyatt, there’s just life”.

-DOC HOLIDAY-