Well.......I had to think about this for a while, but this is the sad truth. I've had all of those happen to me already, except the dying young thing. Then again, I'm not afraid of death at all. Death can suck my arse-cheeks as far as I'm concerned. I'm nearly broke, I'm alone, I've lost both friends and family close to me, and I am pretty f-ed up medically (asthma, diabetes, acute rhinitis, Hashimoto's, shall I go on?). I have an objection to the part about failing in life...how do you define that?!? I mean, life is what you make it. There is absolutely NO reason ANYONE should have to fail unless they allow themselves to, or they allow themselves to THINK that they're failures. That's all subjective and relative material. Look at it this way: do you consider Bill Gates a failure? Hell no, no one would. HOWEVER, how many people HATE Bill Gates? Probably more people than I even know. The same could be said of almost everybody famous or in the political arena. How would you like it if a LOT of people hated you? Would you then consider yourself a success? That's something to ponder.
Myself, I think it would be a failure if I had no friends. I depend on, trust, and cohere to my friends. They are what make my life really fun and give me a reason to keep going even if things get rough. Oh, I can't forget to include my family in this line, either! They've always been there for me, too, even sometimes when I don't want them to be, hehehe.
