Some are born great, some achieve greatness and some have greatness thrust upon them. Thy fates upon their arms to embrace you……

Was the hope drunk? My life is falling apart around me. I can no longer focus, I wake up in a stupor from drinking heavily, was I even asleep. How can I defend this young man in the state I’m in. The scandals breaking all over have left me paranoid. I’ve been eating too much lately and not of the right foods. Sugar is the devil and I’m consuming it like a bad desire to be in hell. My children are home and asking awkward questions. I dismiss them and my wife isn’t talking but sooner or later we will have to sit down as a family and discuss matters.

I’m nervous, so nervous. The drink is really no help, does not help me overcome my demons. Worse…