A Saturday night with too much time on my hands

A lot of things have been going through my mind lately. I feel like a failure. I’m 34 years old and have just about nothing to show for it.
My marriage failed, and it was completely my fault. I have friends, but they live their own lives and I feel like a burden to them at times. My family has never been anything but wonderful to me, yet I feel like a failure to them.
I’m not saying I am a failure, only that I feel like one. I’ve screwed up so much that my name should be changed to Phillips to avoid any confusion. My failure as a human has put me on this couch on a Saturday night completely alone, jobless, broke, no insurance, and dangerously high blood pressure.
I don’t know where to turn on a daily basis. I pray, I try to keep my head up but it isn’t always easy when I don’t know how I make it from day to day.
I’m not asking for pity, I’m where I am today because of my own actions or lack thereof. If you feel sorry you can pray for me, we all need prayer.

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