How pathetic is this? …….The story of my life

I have received so many inspiring mails after I have posted a poem for the girls in the blogs. Some people asked me to tell them more about myself. Actually it is a sad story, to me anyway.

I grew up fairly poor. My parents were both alcoholics, but fortunately stopped drinking long before my father passed away in 2004. And still I wouldn’t swap them for anything in this world. This is the reason why I don’t drink (probably 1 of only a hand full of guys who never got drunk).

After graduating from high school I applied to and got accepted by several Medical schools (my passion was to become a Doctor). But unfortunately I could not get a bursary and my father had bad debts so he could not assist me with getting a study loan. I worked as a manual laborer for 3 years (hard manual labor packing manganese in 25 kg packets – 6 to 8 tons each day, working shifts). I studied part time and obtained 2 diplomas (production management and project management). I received the best student award from the management school. My employer offered to pay for my full time studies to do a bachelors’ degree in Chemical Engineering. I had to resign my job (will pay for my studies but due to political issues could not keep me on their payroll). I graduated after 4 years. Started working as a process Engineer and completed my Maters’ degree in Chemical Engineering. I am currently doing a Maters degree in Business Administration (MBA) and will enroll for my PhD after this. I’ve got 2 side line businesses (selling second hand cars and a security business) and own a few properties.

This is the pathetic part (expressed in mathematical terms, pathetic to the power 5). The only 2 things of value in my life are my elderly mother and my dog (it is a black poodle and her name is testicles – but that’s another story. lol). I always tell my family that if a terrorist tells me he is either going to shoot my family or my dog and I must chose, I am going to miss my family a lot (lol). Financially I do better than most people my age, but recently I started reflecting on my life (reason for subscribing to this website 1 week ago). I was so busy chopping trees diligently everyday of my life, that I did not even realize I was chopping trees in the wrong wood. I was busy chasing success and money, probably because I want to prove a point (growing up poor, etc, etc.) – to Who????. Here I am 31 years old, and I have achieved nothing. I don’t have any kids (my biggest desire at this stage), shit I don’t even have a lady friend. Why am I collecting all these senseless treasures, and have no one to share it with? The guys that read the first part of this sad story and said WOW – I will swap you any day for your loving wife and kids for all the material treasures I have. I realized that everything I know about women I could write on the head of a pin, and there will still be enough space left to write the whole “Old McDonald has a farm” song (all 365 000 versions of this song).

The lesson from this is guys if you chase a dream, make sure it is the right dream you chase, when you wake up eventually you must still have the desire to dream the same dream.