Chapter 46

I finally found a business I enjoy. I am successful, spiritually and financially.

I still suffer from CTE. My memory has deteriorated. But I counter this by taking assiduous notes, always jotting things down on memo pads or on my phone. I keep my brain active as well by studying Spanish, which also allows me to help a larger demographic of customers.

I’ve cut way back on the drinking. I no longer use illegal drugs. I take anti-depressants, and those, along with exercise keeps me moving forward. Keeps the demons away and muzzled. The demons are there, sure, but the pharmaceuticals and intense exercise I do keeps them at bay.

I also met a lovely divorcee, a raven-haired Latina, a single mom, whose father I helped lay to rest. Her companionship, her lovely young daughter’s smile, gives me hope, gives me reason.

Sure, part of me remains a nihilist. But I believe that you write your destiny. I’ve written mine. From a juvenile delinquent to failed musician. From failed businessman to listless soul tormented by demons. To, finally, a loving partner and stepfather and successful businessman in an industry, job I not only profit from financially, but profit from psychically as well.

I’ve survived. I’ve overcome. I’ve written my story.