I don’t want more sex. I don’t want more despair.

Nothing seems cute or glamorous anymore.

This bitch, though. 2013, I need to find her again.

As of today, the weed vapes are gone.

My life is also gone. My marriage is also gone.

I think I’ll be going to Chicago next in a few days, and I’m praying that I can start to rebuild.

I feel so profoundly empty inside, and it’s hard for me to imagine being at some next phase of my life that feels good, …