November 29, 1996; 11:13am
Often at times I feel I did not get all the breaks in life that I deserve. Never getting the right job, the right girl or the right looks. Everything I have accomplished I have worked and fought hard for, but there are times when the fight does not seem to help. Every step I take forward I get thrown back two. I am bound to reach the end of my journey, but when?
Everything has changed this past year. The people I have thought were my friends are not and I may have mistakenly ruined the friendships I need the most.
I now know I am to ever regain my happiness I am going to have to initiate the first steps.
One of the things that I don’t like is this. I feel people don’t take the me serious. I hate being labeled the nice guy, a good friend. I am looking for a long lasting relationship not just friends.
Continued Later
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There is something I must say first of all.
I LIKE BEING A NICE GUY!
I accept my status and you know what? I can live with it. End the end when all the asshole in the world have come and gone. I will still be here. If the person I was meant to spend my life with can not see past what society has labeled the nice guy. Then I don’t want anything to do with that person.
While I am on the subject, why should I try and make amends to people who choose to believe rumors and lies then try and find out the truth. I am glad the got rid of me. Without them I have room in my life for better people, and I thank the powers that be that they are the true friend I need and will be there of me. Also I want to thank all the people that did stick by me when I was at my lowest. I know see who I want to choose to be with. So I am a nice guy. In life’s race nice guys may finish last, but we get to enjoy all of the scenery.
