Seeing stories of people who have come to a bad end by making bad choices really does nothing to help me because some of those people were thought to have it together better than I did. The truth was the opposite, but that didn't matter. Those stories scare me a bit, because I am always on the alert for the thing that could impair my own forward progress or destroy it altogether. I am not certain I will see the moment where everything comes together for the good. I'm 54 and I'm aware that there likely will be no big achievements left, but I hope to keep taking small steps on the road to a mostly independent life.
23 Nov 2018, 10:05 am
