Hemlock

[Hemlock]

My sobriety is doing well. I have been going to meetings, saying prayers, talking to my sponsor and my therapist. My physical health is slowly declining. My feet ache and I am in the process of transitioning over to a cane to help with daily tasks. I've reached the point where I feel like I am ready to officially retire. Money is good and the retirement fund has been growing steadily for the last ten years. I still wish I started it in my twenties but that is no longer an issue I need to gripe over.

My depression has been growing steadily. I've already spoken to my wife, parents, therapist, and intimates regarding this matter. I've been feeling empty and weak; I've been taking more naps in the afternoon. I miss you all very very much and despite how I may have communicated with you in the past, I love you.

Take care!

I wish you only the kindest love sweet Duck. I have been hard on many people, including you. You do not deserve it.

You honor me with your words. My God bless you.