In my mid-to-late youth I realized that my marriage, career and fanatic quest for perfection were dragging me down to the pits of despair and depression. Two weeks later my only sibling died in her sleep at the age of thirty two. So I gave those things up and (almost) never looked back.
Now I am happily remarried courtesy of a bizarre, tragic and dramatic series of events, pursuing a career with a crazy high failure rate and spewing my views, thoughts, and experiences out into the blogosphere for your entertainment and enjoyment. So drink it up. You just might learn something. And it might just be useful. Then again, it might not.