There are many people, as there is many different answers to this topic. Each of which are straight to the point, and are told with much certainty. However, there isn’t a straight answer for me. I’d be happy with just running away from everything. To just get away from it all, to live nomadically, and to see everything this world has to offer. Yet, I want a big house by a body of water, with a huge yard. I want a person who accept all of me as I would for them. I want that person by my side, with four kids, and six pets.

None of this is what you’re looking for is it? You didn’t ask just for just a little paragraph that isn’t even fixed properly. The good life for me is uncertain. I live day to day trying to sail smoothly through the rough waters of my life. I’m no sailor. Even if the waters aren’t as rough as they seem, or if it isn’t as rough as others, it’s hard for me dealing with things I can’t handle. It’s tough feeling like nothing you do is good enough.That no matter how hard you try, you’ll mess something up badly. Feeling as though people will put you down if you try. Only feeling this way because it’s happened way too many times to count. Things grow harder knowing that you’ll be left behind by friends. That you can’t even have a relationship without being a burden. Not being able to confront anyone about your feelings, because they have everything, and that you have nothing.

It doesn't help any that I’m lazy, and that I look for every possible way to avoid my problems. It doesn't help any that I’m a poor decision maker, and that my judgement is terribly flawed. Nor is it helpful that I spike up, push people away, in an attempt to protect myself from anything and everything. I lose my temper more and more frequently these days than ever before. If these things don’t send me off to an early grave, well I hope things get better. I hope that the insomnia stops, or that I’m not still tired after sleeping more hours than I should. Those times where my problems buzzle all at once, and that I hold my breath to stop it; those times I bite down to hold my anger, or those days that I can’t even move because the gravity weighs on my soul much more than usual. I hope that all that dissipates. I hope it all goes away.Even if I live nomadically, I can’t run from problems, and even then my karma will get me. If I were to find that person who wants me despite everything, I might not be able to bear children, due to a poor choice I made. I might not even have enough money to take care of a pet. The good life is uncertain for me. However, it’s possible that ‘The good life’ lies within my all of my problem’s resolution. Once all is resolved, I have everything I’ve ever wanted, and life is peachey. That’ll be my good life.