I’ve spent the last 30 years making someone else happy. Putting money in someone else’s bank. Paying for someone else’s family vacations. I’ve made huge salaries and worked long hours.
I have all the things that society says I need to have. When someone asks me what I would like for my birthday or Christmas, I really can’t think of a single thing to say.
I don’t ever have time to do the things I enjoy.
I have three kids that are all so wonderful. I feel like I feed them, make sure they shower and drive them around to the places they need to go. But I don’t spend much one on one time with any of them.
My wife is a dream. Truly an angel that deserves more than me. I hate to always disappoint her.
I’m overweight. I know what it takes to lose weight and get in shape. I’ve done it before. But I’m too lazy to do it now.
I don’t sleep enough. I’m always tired.
I spend more time in my car commuting to work than I spend with my kids everyday.
I don’t have a single friend that lives close to me. All my friends are from the past and live 100s of miles away.