The nitty-gritty of my recent condition is as follows: Regardless of the fact that I have made tiny progress regarding my health lately, am I still in danger. For years, have I tried to talk my issues over a coffee with anyone. However, due to my lack of friends and the disinterest of the few I had made it hard. It was close, but no cigar for me, who ended up having such conversations  like that three years later.

 

No matter how much self-discipline I would put into things, my deep depression took its toll eventually. Had I hold my stand a bit longer, the result had been different. Needless to say that the fact that my kin cooked my goose regarding education from the get-go affected me the most. Hence, my irrepressible curiosity could never be satisfied. Owing to have played second fiddle to my folks, have I ended up in really bad shape.

 

Not that I want to sound pessimistic, but my chances of success have run short. Not to mention that there is no money available for me to put away for a rainy day. Not to mention, that without such opportunities there is little room for my ideas to fan out. If I could snarled at myself for having been so naive, I would have done it already. However, there is no point in doing it now. Besides, it goes without saying that I might as well give up so as to relieve the pain.

 

Never have I wanted to be a bumptious jerk. Even so, been more assertive since my teen years would have helped me a lot. Yet, I remain here, washed away by despair and without much to do. Never did I meant for this blog to be negative. Albeit, so many bad things have happened to me that I do not know whether or not I will be able to come up trumps this time. Have I been sniped at and abused by my brother and parents on countless occasions, that I could never even accomplish to be a self-made professional. Is it not easy to get off bad habits. Nonetheless, in my case it is much more than that.