Before I start, a little bit of a background story. Since I was a teenager, I’ve lost my close friends and family - suicides, health issues, tragic accidents, etc. Eventually I got to the point where the relationships with people I know and cherish were at most few years old. I cannot tell if the everyday drama made me the way I’m now or was it how I was born but I always was “alone”. Not lonely, alone. I had significant others, in fact for most of my adult life I was in a happy relationships. It’s a different story why I’m not longer in those but I have no regrets.

To answer your question, I’m pretty happy with my life. I have fulfilling career, clear plan for what’s next, some disaster recovery plan if things go awry and I go with the flow to some extent. I lived through some hard times but “whatever doesn’t kill you, simply makes you stranger”.