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    America, Bad, and Be Like: Lou
 Ohio
 I need to get my life off my chest. About me. I'm a 46
 year old banker and I have been living my whole life
 the opposite of how I wanted. All my dreams, my
 passion, gone. In a steady 9-7 job. 6 days a week. For
 26 years. I repeatedly chose the safe path for
 everything, which eventually changed who I was.
 Today I found out my wife has been cheating on me
 for the last 10 years. My son feels nothing for me. I
 realised I missed my father's funeral FOR NOTHING. I
 didn't complete my novel, travelling the world, helping
 the homeless. All these things I thought I knew to be a
 certainty about myself when i was in my late teens
 and early twenties. If my younger self had met me
 today, I would have punched myself in the face. I'll get
 to how those dreams were crushed soon.
 Let's start with a description of me when I was 20. It
 seemed only yesterday when I was sure I was going to
 change the world. People loved me, and I loved
 people. I was innovative, creative, spontaneous, risk
 taking and great with people. I had two dreams. The
 first, was writing a utopic/dystopic book. The second,
 was travelling the world and helping the poor and
 homeless. I had been dating my wife for four years by
 then. Young love. She loved my spontaneity, my
 energy, my ability to make people laugh and feel
 loved. I knew my book was going to change the world
 I would show the perspective of the 'bad' and the
 twisted', showing my viewers that everybody thinks
 differently, that people never think what the do is
 wrong. I was 70 pages through when i was 20.I am
 still 70 pages in, at 46. By 20, I had backpacking
 around New Zealand and the Philippines. I planned to
 do all of Asia, then Europe, then America
 To date, I have only been to New Zealand and the
 Philippines.
 Now, we get to where it all went wrong. My biggest
 regrets. I was 20. I was the only child. I needed to be
 stable. I needed to take that graduate job, which
 would dictate my whole life. To devote my entire life
 in a 9-7 job. What was I thinking? How could I live
 when the job was my life? After coming home, I would
 eat dinner, prepare my work for the following day, and
 sleep at 10pm, to wake up at 6am the following day
 God, I can't remember the last time I've made love to
 my wife
 Yesterday, my wife admitted to cheating on me for the
 last 10 years. 10 years. That seems like a long time,
 but i can't comprehend it. It doesn't even hurt. She
 says it's because I've changed. I'm not the person l
 was. What have I been doing in the last 10 years?
 Outside of work, I really can't say anything. Not being a
 proper husband. Not being ME. Who am 1? What
 happened to me? I didn't even ask for a divorce, or yell
 at her, or cry. I felt NOTHING. Now I can feel a tear asl
 write this. But not because my wife has been cheating
 on me, but because I am now realising I have been
 dying inside. What happened to that fun-loving, risk
 taking, energetic person that was me, hungering to
 change the world? I remember being asked on a date
 by the most popular girl in the school, but declining
 her for my now-wife. God, I was really popular with the
 girls in high school. In university/college too. But i
 stayed loyal. I didn't explore. I studied every day
 Remember all that backpacking and book-writingI
 told you about? That was all in the first few years of
 college. I worked part-time and splurged all that I had
 earned. Now, I save every penny. I don't remember a
 time I spend anything on anything fun. On anything for
 myself. What do I even want now?
 My father passed ten years ago. I remember getting
 calls from mom, telling me he was getting sicker and
 sicker. I was getting busier and busier, on the verge of
 a big promotion. I kept putting my visit off, hoping in
 my mind he would hold on. He died, and I got my
 promotion. I haven't seen him in 15 years. When he
 died, I told myself it didn't matter what I didn't see
 him. I rationalized that being dead, it wouldn't matter
 anyway. WHAT WAS I THINKING? Rationalizing
 everything, making excuses to put things off. Excuses
 Procrastination. It all leads to one thing, nothing. I
 rationalized that financial security was the most
 important thingInow know, that it definitely is not. I
 regret doing nothing with my energy, when I had it. My
 passions. My youth. I regret letting my job take over
 my life. I regret being an awful husband, a money-
 making machine. I regret not finishing my novel, not
 travelling the world. Not being emotionally there for
 my son. Being a damn emotionless wallet.
 If you're reading this, and you have a whole life ahead
 of you, please. Don't procrastinate. Don't leave your
 dreams for later. Relish in your energy, your passions.
 Don't stay on the internet with all your spare time
 (unless your passion needs it). Please, do something
 with your life while you're young. DO NOT settle down
 at 20. DO NOT forget your friends, your family
 Yourself. Do NOT waste your life. Your ambitions. Like
 I did mine. Do not be like me
srsfunny:

A Sad But Common Story
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                America, Bad, and Be Like: Lou
 Ohio
 I need to get my life off my chest. About me. I'm a 46
 year old banker and I have been living my whole life
 the opposite of how I wanted. All my dreams, my
 passion, gone. In a steady 9-7 job. 6 days a week. For
 26 years. I repeatedly chose the safe path for
 everything, which eventually changed who I was.
 Today I found out my wife has been cheating on me
 for the last 10 years. My son feels nothing for me. I
 realised I missed my father's funeral FOR NOTHING. I
 didn't complete my novel, travelling the world, helping
 the homeless. All these things I thought I knew to be a
 certainty about myself when i was in my late teens
 and early twenties. If my younger self had met me
 today, I would have punched myself in the face. I'll get
 to how those dreams were crushed soon.
 Let's start with a description of me when I was 20. It
 seemed only yesterday when I was sure I was going to
 change the world. People loved me, and I loved
 people. I was innovative, creative, spontaneous, risk
 taking and great with people. I had two dreams. The
 first, was writing a utopic/dystopic book. The second,
 was travelling the world and helping the poor and
 homeless. I had been dating my wife for four years by
 then. Young love. She loved my spontaneity, my
 energy, my ability to make people laugh and feel
 loved. I knew my book was going to change the world
 I would show the perspective of the 'bad' and the
 twisted', showing my viewers that everybody thinks
 differently, that people never think what the do is
 wrong. I was 70 pages through when i was 20.I am
 still 70 pages in, at 46. By 20, I had backpacking
 around New Zealand and the Philippines. I planned to
 do all of Asia, then Europe, then America
 To date, I have only been to New Zealand and the
 Philippines.
 Now, we get to where it all went wrong. My biggest
 regrets. I was 20. I was the only child. I needed to be
 stable. I needed to take that graduate job, which
 would dictate my whole life. To devote my entire life
 in a 9-7 job. What was I thinking? How could I live
 when the job was my life? After coming home, I would
 eat dinner, prepare my work for the following day, and
 sleep at 10pm, to wake up at 6am the following day
 God, I can't remember the last time I've made love to
 my wife
 Yesterday, my wife admitted to cheating on me for the
 last 10 years. 10 years. That seems like a long time,
 but i can't comprehend it. It doesn't even hurt. She
 says it's because I've changed. I'm not the person l
 was. What have I been doing in the last 10 years?
 Outside of work, I really can't say anything. Not being a
 proper husband. Not being ME. Who am 1? What
 happened to me? I didn't even ask for a divorce, or yell
 at her, or cry. I felt NOTHING. Now I can feel a tear asl
 write this. But not because my wife has been cheating
 on me, but because I am now realising I have been
 dying inside. What happened to that fun-loving, risk
 taking, energetic person that was me, hungering to
 change the world? I remember being asked on a date
 by the most popular girl in the school, but declining
 her for my now-wife. God, I was really popular with the
 girls in high school. In university/college too. But i
 stayed loyal. I didn't explore. I studied every day
 Remember all that backpacking and book-writingI
 told you about? That was all in the first few years of
 college. I worked part-time and splurged all that I had
 earned. Now, I save every penny. I don't remember a
 time I spend anything on anything fun. On anything for
 myself. What do I even want now?
 My father passed ten years ago. I remember getting
 calls from mom, telling me he was getting sicker and
 sicker. I was getting busier and busier, on the verge of
 a big promotion. I kept putting my visit off, hoping in
 my mind he would hold on. He died, and I got my
 promotion. I haven't seen him in 15 years. When he
 died, I told myself it didn't matter what I didn't see
 him. I rationalized that being dead, it wouldn't matter
 anyway. WHAT WAS I THINKING? Rationalizing
 everything, making excuses to put things off. Excuses
 Procrastination. It all leads to one thing, nothing. I
 rationalized that financial security was the most
 important thingInow know, that it definitely is not. I
 regret doing nothing with my energy, when I had it. My
 passions. My youth. I regret letting my job take over
 my life. I regret being an awful husband, a money-
 making machine. I regret not finishing my novel, not
 travelling the world. Not being emotionally there for
 my son. Being a damn emotionless wallet.
 If you're reading this, and you have a whole life ahead
 of you, please. Don't procrastinate. Don't leave your
 dreams for later. Relish in your energy, your passions.
 Don't stay on the internet with all your spare time
 (unless your passion needs it). Please, do something
 with your life while you're young. DO NOT settle down
 at 20. DO NOT forget your friends, your family
 Yourself. Do NOT waste your life. Your ambitions. Like
 I did mine. Do not be like me
srsfunny:

A Sad But Common Story
                
            

            
            
srsfunny:

A Sad But Common Story

            
            
        

    



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            




    Crying, Dad, and Fall: Big Body Benz
 @ ItsMissBre
 So I love Valentine's Day for other
 reasons
 My daddy (well step-dad, but daddy in
 my heart)
 Him and my mom's first Valentine's
 Day, she could not find a sitter. He
 wanted to do something really nice
 for her because she always had us
 (LOL). He planned this extravagant
 dinner
 4:18 AM 12 Feb 19 Twitter Web Client
 5,501 Retweets 19.4K Likes
 Big Body Benz ItsMissBre 1d
 at a fancy restaurant, gave her money for an
 outfit, got her hair done, etc... all for her sitter
 to fall though. So at the time, I was like 8, my
 sister and brother were 7 and 5. My mom
 was so bummed. I remember her crying and
 saying he should date someone who is able
 220
 1,555
 Big Body Benz ltsMissBre 1d
 go places and do things, and maybe not
 Someone with three kids. He didn't even
 flinch. He made paper invitations for us (the
 kids) and told us we were invited to a fancy
 dinner party. He told us to put on our best
 outfits and he would call us when it was time
 to come downstairs
 2
 221
 1,937
 Big Body Benz a ItsMissBre 1d
 So, he asked my mom to still get dressed for
 the date. He went out, got takeout from the
 nice place for all of us and we had a
 Valentine's Date all together at the dining
 room table. I will never forget that. I felt so
 special. We all got flowers and cards, my
 brother got
 th 254 3,417
 Big Body Benz ItsMissBre 1d
 a toy car LOL. When we came down the
 stairs, he introduced us and said something
 about our outfits like it was a fashion show
 Man. That shit stuck with me for years.I
 loved it. I felt so loved and I know my mom
 did too
 32
 7 3,952
 Big Body Benz_ItsMissBre 1d
 I'm glad y'all enjoyed that! I have a podcast
 where I y'all about motherhood from the
 black perspective @MamaMeetsPod check it
 out!
 tl 1011,320
 4
 Big Body Benz_ItsMissBre 1d
 Also, 20+ years later, here is my daddy with
 my son that I named after hinm
 101惭321 8,774
Heart-warming Valentineā€™s story
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Crying, Dad, and Fall: Big Body Benz
 @ ItsMissBre
 So I love Valentine's Day for other
 reasons
 My daddy (well step-dad, but daddy in
 my heart)
 Him and my mom's first Valentine's
 Day, she could not find a sitter. He
 wanted to do something really nice
 for her because she always had us
 (LOL). He planned this extravagant
 dinner
 4:18 AM 12 Feb 19 Twitter Web Client
 5,501 Retweets 19.4K Likes
 Big Body Benz ItsMissBre 1d
 at a fancy restaurant, gave her money for an
 outfit, got her hair done, etc... all for her sitter
 to fall though. So at the time, I was like 8, my
 sister and brother were 7 and 5. My mom
 was so bummed. I remember her crying and
 saying he should date someone who is able
 220
 1,555
 Big Body Benz ltsMissBre 1d
 go places and do things, and maybe not
 Someone with three kids. He didn't even
 flinch. He made paper invitations for us (the
 kids) and told us we were invited to a fancy
 dinner party. He told us to put on our best
 outfits and he would call us when it was time
 to come downstairs
 2
 221
 1,937
 Big Body Benz a ItsMissBre 1d
 So, he asked my mom to still get dressed for
 the date. He went out, got takeout from the
 nice place for all of us and we had a
 Valentine's Date all together at the dining
 room table. I will never forget that. I felt so
 special. We all got flowers and cards, my
 brother got
 th 254 3,417
 Big Body Benz ItsMissBre 1d
 a toy car LOL. When we came down the
 stairs, he introduced us and said something
 about our outfits like it was a fashion show
 Man. That shit stuck with me for years.I
 loved it. I felt so loved and I know my mom
 did too
 32
 7 3,952
 Big Body Benz_ItsMissBre 1d
 I'm glad y'all enjoyed that! I have a podcast
 where I y'all about motherhood from the
 black perspective @MamaMeetsPod check it
 out!
 tl 1011,320
 4
 Big Body Benz_ItsMissBre 1d
 Also, 20+ years later, here is my daddy with
 my son that I named after hinm
 101惭321 8,774
Heart-warming Valentineā€™s story
                
            

            
            
Heart-warming Valentineā€™s story

            
            
        

    



        

            
        
        

            



        

            
        
        

            




    Crying, Dad, and Fall: Big Body Benz
 @ItsMissBre
 So I love Valentine's Day for other
 reasons
 My daddy (well step-dad, but daddy in
 my heart)
 Him and my mom's first Valentine's
 Day, she could not find a sitter. He
 wanted to do something really nice
 for her because she always had us
 (LOL). He planned this extravagant
 dinner
 4:18 AM 12 Feb 19 Twitter Web Client
 5,501 Retweets 19.4K Likes
 Big Body Benz ItsMissBre 1d
 at a fancy restaurant, gave her money for an
 outfit, got her hair done, etc... all for her sitter
 to fall though. So at the time, I was like 8, my
 sister and brother were 7 and 5. My mom
 was so bummed. I remember her crying and
 saying he should date someone who is able
 t 220 1,555
 Big Body Benz ItsMissBre 1d
 go places and do things, and maybe not
 Someone with three kids. He didn't even
 flinch. He made paper invitations for us (the
 kids) and told us we were invited to a fancy
 dinner party. He told us to put on our best
 outfits and he would call us when it was time
 to come downstairs
 2
 t 221 1,937
 Big Body Benz ItsMissBre 1d
 So, he asked my mom to still get dressed for
 the date. He went out, got takeout from the
 nice place for all of us and we had a
 Valentine's Date all together at the dining
 room table. I will never forget that. I felt so
 special. We all got flowers and cards, my
 brother got
 t 254 3,417
 Big Body Benz@_ItsMissBre 1d
 a toy car LOL. When we came down the
 stairs, he introduced us and said something
 about our outfits like it was a fashion show
 Man. That shit stuck with me for years. I
 loved it. I felt so loved and I know my mom
 did too
 t 247 3,952
 Big Body Benz_ItsMissBre 1d
 I'm glad y'all enjoyed that! I have a podcast
 where I y'all about motherhood from the
 black perspective @MamaMeetsPod check it
 out!
 4
 ta 101 1
 1,320
 Big Body Benz_ItsMissBre 1d
 Also, 20+ years later, here is my daddy with
 my son that I named after hinm
 9101
 321
 8,774
MFW I realize Im really not a King: šŸ˜Ÿ
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Crying, Dad, and Fall: Big Body Benz
 @ItsMissBre
 So I love Valentine's Day for other
 reasons
 My daddy (well step-dad, but daddy in
 my heart)
 Him and my mom's first Valentine's
 Day, she could not find a sitter. He
 wanted to do something really nice
 for her because she always had us
 (LOL). He planned this extravagant
 dinner
 4:18 AM 12 Feb 19 Twitter Web Client
 5,501 Retweets 19.4K Likes
 Big Body Benz ItsMissBre 1d
 at a fancy restaurant, gave her money for an
 outfit, got her hair done, etc... all for her sitter
 to fall though. So at the time, I was like 8, my
 sister and brother were 7 and 5. My mom
 was so bummed. I remember her crying and
 saying he should date someone who is able
 t 220 1,555
 Big Body Benz ItsMissBre 1d
 go places and do things, and maybe not
 Someone with three kids. He didn't even
 flinch. He made paper invitations for us (the
 kids) and told us we were invited to a fancy
 dinner party. He told us to put on our best
 outfits and he would call us when it was time
 to come downstairs
 2
 t 221 1,937
 Big Body Benz ItsMissBre 1d
 So, he asked my mom to still get dressed for
 the date. He went out, got takeout from the
 nice place for all of us and we had a
 Valentine's Date all together at the dining
 room table. I will never forget that. I felt so
 special. We all got flowers and cards, my
 brother got
 t 254 3,417
 Big Body Benz@_ItsMissBre 1d
 a toy car LOL. When we came down the
 stairs, he introduced us and said something
 about our outfits like it was a fashion show
 Man. That shit stuck with me for years. I
 loved it. I felt so loved and I know my mom
 did too
 t 247 3,952
 Big Body Benz_ItsMissBre 1d
 I'm glad y'all enjoyed that! I have a podcast
 where I y'all about motherhood from the
 black perspective @MamaMeetsPod check it
 out!
 4
 ta 101 1
 1,320
 Big Body Benz_ItsMissBre 1d
 Also, 20+ years later, here is my daddy with
 my son that I named after hinm
 9101
 321
 8,774
MFW I realize Im really not a King: šŸ˜Ÿ
                
            

            
            
MFW I realize Im really not a King: šŸ˜Ÿ