Some times I like to question the validity of my being. Why am I here? What is my worth? Do I even make a difference to anyone. Most of my life the answer is no, but I keep it moving. Lately I have been asking my self these questions more often then not. I tend to lean on the depression side of feeling, I just can’t figure out why. I am 30 years old with 2 beautiful young boys, one 9 and the other 2. They are my rock. I also have a girlfriend who is an amazing mother who I have nothing had to say about. Yet I feel like I don’t deserve them. I will leave this post there because I don’t have time to fill in the blanks but I will when I get a chance.