24 November 2015 at 12:23 pm
#31471
Magclin
Participant
At least I sleep well. I feel like a coward. I was unable to face my wife and tell her for the thousandth time what I had done. Why the hell cant I control this. On my way back home from New Orleans I wanted to end it in the swamps and if it wasn’t for the pain I would cause my girls. That thought brings me back to sanity every time. My wife, 3 beautiful daughters, 2 even more beautiful granddaughters, and a grandson on the way (finally a boy thank you God!)
I have to find the way back to the things I used to enjoy.