I Am Stronger Because of All I've Been Through

I would like to say so, to be able to say I have faced the things that have been dealt to me and monstered them. I haven't. I am middle aged and a broken man. Crushed under the weight of my choices and my experiences. I go through life day after day with emptiness in my heart and bitterness in my mind. Love? Precious little. Happiness? Virtually none. I once stood tall and faced life. I fought and I loved and I created. My mind, my spirit and my emotional fortitude have diminished to a great degree. I neither fight, nor love nor create anymore. I just exist. Work. Tv. Sleep repeat. Vicodin, Adderall klonpin, repeat. I need the medications to stumble through my day. I can't get out of bed without them anymore. Not everyone wins the battles they face. The world needs losers too - that's where chicken nuggets and lap dances come from. Oh, and your pharmacist might be one as well.