I hate who I am. I am divorced (thank god) from a woman who became so self absorbed that she would rather hang out with her friends and coworkers than come home for dinner with her husband and child. I have a job that pays well but requires 12 hour shifts alternating between days and nights every week. On weekends I have my daughter who is too young to understand why I am always tired. I have tried to date but I have yet to find a woman who is willing to deal with my work and custody schedule. I hate that I am knee deep in a mid-life crisis. I bought a motorcycle that I don’t ride – it is kept in good condition for the day I can’t take it anymore. I’ve tried therapy twice but neither time did I feel any better. Medication seemed to make thing worse. I stay the course for the sake of my daughter and under the pressure of “a man’s responsibility”. I hate being a man.