- Nothing was seriously damaged
- Moving boxes
- My car gets good gas mileage
- My boys still love me
- ASMR videos
- I’m still alive
I don’t know if I ever really liked myself.
If I did I don’t remember.
I’d tell myself I was stupid. Ugly. Bad.
You get the idea.
I’m not stupid. There’s plenty of proof of that.
Beauty is subjective. So is ugliness. All of my significant others have told me I’m handsome. So has my mom. 😉
We all do good things. We all do bad things. I’ve done plenty of bad things. Some indefensible. But I try to be a good man. I think that counts for a lot.
We all have hard times. They’re a part of life.
We all need help. We need support. From others, and from ourselves.
Life is tough.
Don’t make it tougher than it has to be.
A lot of people know that Ernest Hemingway killed himself.
Not as many people know that his father also killed himself.
So did his son.
Many times the children of people who commit suicide go on to commit suicide themselves. That’s not what I want for my boys.
I love this comic by LunarBaboon.
I know my kids need me.
I grew up without a dad. I don’t want my kids to have to go through that.
I want to see them grow up and have kids of their own.
I want to give them the best life I can.
I can’t do that if I’m dead.