I don’t know you, Johnny. I got no hugs for you. I really have no sympathy to offer you that would mean anything to you – I don’t reckon you care what I think.
So just take this for what it’s worth – a scribble in some notebook from someone who’s been down that trail.
Don’t let yourself down. Don’t let yourself go. You’re feeling like you’re all you’ve got right now. Ok then. Do right by yourself. Johnny’s gotta take care of Johnny.
Once you sober up, find every bottle in your house and toss it out, or give it away, just get rid of it. I don’t care if the seal’s still unbroken and it cost you half a year’s pay – find someone to keep it for you. Take up smoking if you have to, but please don’t crawl into the bottom of a bottle, cause brother, there’s no one worth your time who wants to join you down there.
Get a project. One project. Something you’ve always wanted to do. I know, I know, it’s all meaningless right now, but hey, what else you got to do?
Focus. FOCUS. Keep moving.
I’m not going to tell you that there’s something better out there. There is, but you won’t be able to see it right now, or recognize it for what it is. Millions of men – and I mean that literally – have been where you’re standing. Sure, that’s no comfort to you. And I don’t mean it to be. All I’m saying is, we’re here to tell you, there’s something beyond what you’re feeling – unless you give in.
I’m not telling you this because I care about what happens to you. Apparently, plenty of people on this board know you, and they do care. They must have their reasons. They must see something in you that matters to them. I guess if I knew you, I would too. As it is, you’re just another man to me. But man to man, I’d be lying if I said that giving up was the way to go, and that there is no path to living a full life again.
Get selfish. Make yourself the best g*****n person you can be. The world will be a better place if you do.