My Story Is One Long ExperienceI am 57 years old; I live alone in Memphis, Tennessee, and nothing about my life is like what I expected or wanted.
Where do I begin? I'll begin with the present. I am somewhat reluctant to admit that I am unhappy and, in fact, unable to enjoy myself. I am attracted to women, but when I get into a relationship with them I feel even more alone and lost. At least I've learned not to stay in them, but it's hard, because I wish I could connect, but I cannot. I was in a marriage for 24 years, having awaken on my honeymoon with a deep sense of dread and regret, and yet I stayed in it. I know, right? Not sure what it tells you, but it tells you something.
[more later; this bores me]