Everything is a depression factor in these days.
I do not understand.
If you do not respond to my text, I am depressed.
If you do not respond to my Facebook post, I am depressed.
No email response, I am depressed.
It was refreshing these past few days. I was up in New York.
It was the non-depressed females. They do not have or use Facebook on the
Regular.
The have flip phones and no smart phones.
They are self-assured.
They have self-esteem.
No pills or medication to keep them running.
They are sane. They
do not need a man to define them.
It was refreshing.
It was depressing. A
man with a wife. Yes, he cannot come out
to play.
Yes, he cannot look after his parent. He is married now. Married like I was.
Married like I was means having someone bar you from your
family.
I sat down with my daughter.
I pointed out a few things. I
said, “them four were and are my best friends”.
The fifth, him, was a hanging buddie; we were besties. Surrounded by four females as best
friends.
No drinking. No
drugs. No Sexual Immorality. I talked with my daughter. These were and are my friends. If this is what and whom I chose to hang
with, what does that make me?
I pointed out the fact my brother had most of his best
friends as mechanics. They were not
alcoholics or drug users, etc. We did not
go to the titty bars. No crack, no coke,
She started to name her friends and their
characteristics, She tried to identify
those like mine.
We lead by example.
The friends we keep can and do represent us. I asked her, if they tell you I lived a
reckless lifestyle, can they explain the friends I kept and keep? She looked as if she understood.
That was reinforced by eating at White Castles in Newark,
NJ. Raquisha walked in. She was high as a kite. She was pretty. She was loud.
She was ghetto. She had her
friend for sale. I asked her, my
daughter, do I keep friends like that?
She said and understood “no”. I
hope she learns and takes it to heart.
That is my prayer. We
lead by example.
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