RradRegor's Journal: Obituary to a former self

Here in mid-life the guy I used to be seems to be dying all around me every day. He's mostly dead but not buried. He was a pretty decent guy and I think its time somebody spoke up in his defense.

The guy I used to be was honest. He would answer anything you asked and always tell you the exact truth as he saw it. People hated him for that. The guy I used to be was loyal. He never cheated on his wife, or stole a dime from the company or anybody else. He worked hard and supported his family, and put his own needs aside till it hurt like hell. Then he complained a bit, but nobody cared so he just kept right on going. Everybody new he would do the "right thing" in the end, so why listen to him whine, right?

Well, he's dead now. And I have to live with his spoiled wife. I have to sit all day in his windowless office and try to do the work he used to love. Try to support his family and live up to his obligations. It can't last much longer.