REALIZATIONS

More often than I care to admit, I spend time occupying myself with pursuits which seem as folly.

When I was young, I hadn't much of a care except being accepted by others.
When I was 25, I started dating someone much younger and - at the beckoning of one of my employers - promptly proposed - and a mere 16 months later was married.
When I was was married - many of my previous pursuits were set aside in lieu of the pursuit of money.
When I divorced, I substituted one hell on earth for another and remarried.
Another divorce and then family took precedence again.
When I resurfaced, I met someone with many of the same interests - or so I thought.

When six years had passed, familiarity had bred contempt. Alcohol had blurred the attraction and two once inseparable people had completely nothing in common. When I sobered up, it was a realization that I had done most of this to myself.

Alcohol had dominated my life. It made the bands I viewed seem better. It made the jokes we shared more enjoyable. It made the entirety of my life seem less burdensome. It made me sick.

Flash forward two years.
Through the medical care, the gout, hypertension and liver enzyme problem have all been eliminated.
The heartaches still haunt me because she lost interest and sought excitement elsewhere.
The remorse of pursuits dropped for a multitude of reasons and now recognized as having a potential to have been life shaping.
The recognition that I no longer need the crutch of beer and how much of my life was squandered drinking, when I could have had a completely different life path.

REALIZATIONS....
Maybe it's not too late