Reflecting Regretfully…

I cared enough to carry, periodically dropping and periodically picking up.

Some longer than others, some never considered, most were handpicked out.

Providing materialistically, being someone people can rely on financially.

I justified chasing the money, because I enjoyed the rush. 

Using others, to create a false trust.

A pretend world, I designed.

I was all that mattered.

It was sickening.