Better to get on with life.

I recognize. That life is tenuous. Especially for Julie. Because she’s allowed her life to crumble. Into depression. Exacerbated by a drinking problem. Notice that I say problem. Rather than addiction. Guess it’s a matter of semantics. Julie prefers to not be known as an addict. Anyway, it’s a thin line. I’ll call Julie anything she likes. Even the Queen of Sheba. If she stops drinking. And learns to cope with her depression. In positive ways. If she chooses not to. That’s her business. No reason for me to fret. Better to get on with my own life. Over which I have  reasonable control. --Jim Broede