How Not to Live

Lessons Learned From My Parents

Both of my parents were terrible examples of how to live. Both were marred with inner demons in which they self-medicated with alcohol and drugs. By the time they reached their 40’s, they had looked as if they were well into their 50’s. Neither made it to 50. My father died at the age of 42 of a massive heart attack; my mother died at 48 from cancer. They put a lot of work into dying at such a young age. They put more work into that than they did raising their five children. It blows my mind how we all turned out to be successful. Not unscathed but…