u/AikenRooster

I love sports and cheer for a team that, other than women’s hoops doesn’t go very good in sports. Just sucks to not have a gf to help me cheer them on, celebrate the wins (in women’s hoops and upsets in other sports) and comfort each other when we lose. I can sort of cook some things, but no one to share that with, anymore, and no one to take trips with. My brother was right: I got lucky when I met my wife, and I’ll never get lucky again. When she died, that was it for me. That’s what makes it so painful, because I knew happiness at one time. It’s like a blind person who could once see. I still work hard, and treat people right, but the pain of being lonely has become almost unbearable lately. I keep a pistol by my bedside, and I just wish I had the courage to use it, but for some reason I hold out hope that one day happiness will find me again.