When I was a BP marrying my 3kids-singlemom-secretary there were 100s of people congratulating me and making me feel great for love and sacrifice. There were 100s for telling me how awesome of a man I was though I had a beer belly that looked like an obese old woman's nippleless tits.

She left me for my frequent ill health and bouts of asthma. Offcourse she got my half my wealt in dividends, property in orange county and my dearest lovely cat (cuz my stepson luvvvvvved it ). She told me that she gave the cat to a animal shelter few months ago. I have to pay for schooling of those three kids. They are joyful, I dont hate them.

Last week I completed my first 10K run.

I never in my life imagined that I would run.

It was a nice feeling when I completed the race.

There were nobody to congratulate me. Not my friends, not my loved ones, not my pubbuds. Hell, I am not sure if anyone even knows that I participated.

I felt lonely. I tell you its a kinda painful feeling. I didnt feel so much pain even when I lost half my shit.

I felt pain when I completed the race.

Tell me kind people.

Why am I feeling lonely in all walks of life while digesting the pill.