Oh, and PS, I love that dog like nothing else. I owe him my life when he woke me up every morning out of my depression as a little wet-nosed pup.
He's now a 95 pound good-looking hunk of dog, and I take him out for walks and hiking and all the guys love him.
He's a "Dude-magnet" and an ice-breaker. . . .
Sir, it gets better. I promise.
You gotta take care of yourself, first, then take care of all of the rest of the stuff in life.
I know how it was, I got overwhelmed with the disasters in my life, the bills, the lack of direction, the lack of employment, I just fell to the floor.
Learn to take care of yourself first, and the rest comes later.
ME 40 HIM 48 Married one year. First for him Second for me Proud parents of a baby girl
