Honesty continued

On telling the truth, again

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I push people away out of fear of attachment.

I am brutally jealous of my daughter’s relation with my wife.

My job is noble, but it breaks my heart.

I smile at people while wishing them misfortune.

I find myself undeserving.

I wonder if we will ever love each other as before.

I take solace in sorrow.

I tell myself I want to improve, but I really just want others to see my suffering.

I feel like a stranger everywhere I go.

I come from means and a solid family and feel like I don’t deserve to be depressed .

I just want my wife back.