I hated this decade. My mom died towards the beginning, and I have yet to get over it. My brother and I no longer speak (He's a drunk and I got tired of dealing with it, and the verbal abuse he always aimed my way), but I still love him and regret they way things turned out between us. I've fought cerebral palsy all my life, but my pyshical endurance took a huge downturn in the last few years, making it harder to get through the day than it used to be. It hasn't been all bad though. If it wasn't for the support of my girlfriend and some good friends, this decade would have been a complete loss.
I am about to begin my forties. Here's hoping they go better than my thirties did.
I am about to begin my forties. Here's hoping they go better than my thirties did.