Yes, I admit, I'm not strong (enough). My mom died from nasty pancreatic cancer last year. The following month, my dad had a bad stroke and he's been paralyzed since then. My wife left me last May. She now has a boyfriend and is happy. I moved out and now live in the small tinny studio in the ghetto. I'm not trying to be a drama queen or anything but I don't know how much I can take anymore.
I started drinking more but fortunately I somehow manage to pay my bills on time even I have lots of debt. I do this blog not because I want to tell how f-up I am but how I end this blog.
This is my first post. I guess this is enough for the first time.
