I seemed to have everything going right. On the surface I was a happy 18-year-old kid who seemed to have it all together. I started a new job in the city with my uncle, just met my beautiful future wife, and really didn’t have any real responsibilities to speak of. But for some reason every once in a while I would just break down in tears out of no where. And I couldn’t really explain why. One day when my mom asked me how I was doing, I just started balling my eyes out and I told her how I really felt.

 

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