And that’s how they see me. They assume that I haven’t experienced what they didn’t experience. And that I don’t know what they didn’t know. So I just don’t tell anyone. I don’t give people that frame of reference. Godzilla co bath soap wash your hands poster. She left me fifteen years ago and took the kids back to Puerto Rico. I barely talk to them anymore. I stay at home and I be by myself. When I get home and open that door everything is dark. I try to play psychology with myself. I’ll watch a good movie, or read the Bible, or take two pills and go to sleep early. But it’s not working. It’s not reality. Reality, the reality is, I’m alone. I need somebody, you know. Somebody physically with me. I need my family with me. Whatever I did, I apologize. For not listening.
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For not taking her seriously. She’d tell me: I don’t mind if you party some, but you need to pay attention to your family. And I’d do it for awhile but then I’d forget. I don’t know why, I was young. Godzilla co bath soap wash your hands poster. I was bored. I felt like I was trapped. But now that I’m this age, I understand. Those were the best days of my life. Now I wish I had somebody to take care of. The way I used to before back in the nineties: two jobs, nice apartment, buying them everything. Christmas, holidays. I want to go to bed with my wife, with the kids in the other room, and tomorrow we go to work. That’s it. Normal. I just want normal.