Im sure he feels good about himself, hes working, low paying ,job, but likes it. Once again has desires and goals for more of a life. I think all that is good, just a bit too late.
I have often wished we could drink together like the old days, but I refuse to step down on that boundary. In my heart it is over, it hurts, but theres nothing left.
Im actually content staying home doing nothing and going to bed early on a Friday night, he never will be.
As many do in time we grew into 2 completely different people
substances or no substances, doenst matter