Giving up

My last post was about my ex back in march.  I havent thought about her since.  I spoke to her today and i might as well just be back where i was all the way at the beginning.  Whats the point.  I feel like giving up.  But i wont.  And that is the real shame of it.

Messed Up

I am really screwed up in the head.  I have concerns regarding things that I have heard that my ex-wife may be in an abusive relationship.  The screwed up part is that I feel guilty about it even though the situation doesnt even involve me.

I need to talkit out to undetstamd it, but I as m too tired right now.  I eill try later.

Regrets

I have done quite a few things in my life that I am not exactly proud of, but nothing that I regret.

I do however regret quite a few actions that I did not take, and wish that I had.

Tired and ready to give up

The day started out well, but I am in a foul mood tonight.  I am sure tomorrow will be better.

On a positive note, I decided to start the DG fund today.

DG --> Dyslexic Golf --> GFOOL --> Get the Fuck out of Lancaster

Sometimes I crack myself up.  But mostly I am just a nerd.

Not Me

I am fucking tired of being blamed for shit that other people do.

I am a man, but that does not mean that I think with my cock.

I am a Steeler's fan, but that does not mean that I am an asshole.



Don't judge me by your experiences with other people. I am me. I am a wholy different breed.


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I thought that I had a thought here but it is clearly incomplete.

I will try again later.

The Measure of a Man

How do you take the measure of a man?

Do you look to the friends that he chooses, or who choose him?

Do you look to the actions and decisions that he makes?

Do you look to the accomplishments of his life?

Do you look to the things he does right, because he feels that he must do the right thing?

Do you look to the things he does wrong, because he has made a mistake?

No.

A truly good man does right, not because he thinks its right, and not for selfish gains, but simply because he can do no other.

A bit of dark poetry

I have dreamed of things that I would not do.

Are they Dreams, or memories in the form of denial?

Am I the good man who has been hurt?
Am I the evil man, hiding his true nature?

Can these two co-exist, or will there be a FIGHT?

If these is a battle, what chance does a GOOD man have,
fighting against EVIL in this world?