I often think of myself as a fuckup, especially lately as I am unemployed.

But when I look at my life honestly and with open eyes, I know I am a decent person who has grown and tried to make up for my past wrongdoing.

And I don’t know that there is much else to ask from anyone except that alone, to continue to try to grow and be better in some ways.

I can always beat myself up with would’ves and could’ves, but I can’t redo.

The only chance I have to do things differently is now.