I spent my entire life acknowledging all the lessons I learned; all the bridges I burned, trying to keep a hold of all the wisdom I earned; but yet it turns out that I’m the one who forgot my own standards that I set for myself as a man, some where along the way I lost direction and forgotten my plan, I’m glad that I’m aware; so I can understand what I did, because I never thought I’d lose focus and start neglecting my kids, hiding behind tears and acting stupid plus I’m steady wasting the years; but yet it appears I have all kinds of people that I can blame; and now I stopped pointing fingers cause I realize that I’m doing the same, now I’m going insane seems like the devil’s calling my name, I don’t want to be another one that avoids the issues and try to end the game. Because I don’t want the word quitter be attached to my name, so I need to toughen up and try and maintain, I know when all the drama is over; I’m the only one I can blame.
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Nice write Alex... it's punchy, it's reflective, thoughtful and I can relate to this in memories of youth, though wisdom has touched almost every hair to silver now, yet I'm not that old...n' with much more to learn n' always eager in wishes to start a new but with what I know now, you have this to look foreward to...Big smile.