I have been spending more time on this forum, it's always been a goal of mine to spend time here, trying to share my experience with those going through the pain that I once felt, and give them a helping hand.

But coming back has caused me to reflect, and that's ok cause it doesn't hurt like it used to... And I've realized I'm a failure. Other than GAL and being more sociable, I've stopped doing the things that I want to, no, that I need to do to be a better man. I've allowed my self to wallow in self pity, and stopped doing the things that made me proud of who I'd become. It's funny how doing the little things can really give you a since of accomplishment and pride.

So today I woke up and made my bed, I shaved, and I did some things around the house that I've been letting slide.

Today, I'm going to start living for me again, and stop letting the fact that I live alone be a reason to not look my best and overlook things that I would do if someone else was watching.


M - 9 1/2 years
5/5/16 - Bomb drop - 3 week EA
10/31/16 - We sold house
01/10/18 - D Finalized