Given chance after chance, door after door. It’s crazy how resilient some people can be that have to deal with me and my many faults. I must be doing something right In their lives but it’s beyond me as to how they’re capable of being with me, or around me when I’m in a bad spot as a result from my thoughts or actions. I’m getting better.. but I’m afraid for them more so than myself at times. Because I’m horrible with promises, obviously.
