Fixing a train wreck? Always a bad idea

on trains, phones, and social retards

There’s a huge difference between kids and grown-ups. For one, we as a society have a moral obligation to help our kids. For another, kids grow up. Grown-ups are already grown up. If they’re losers, chances are, they’ll remain losers until they croak.

Is that mean to say? You tell me, is the truth mean? Then should I lie to you instead?

You have better things to do than fixing a train wreck

I can guarantee you that of all the things you can do with your life, fixing a train wreck should be either near the bottom of your list or near the bottom of your list. I’ve seen it happen so many times. You have great intentions. Then those good intentions bite you on the ass big time. Although, that bite is also rabid and now, you’ve got rabies to go along with the debt and possible lawsuit that train wreck brought you. I told you it wasn’t a good idea.

This comes from real life experience, folks. Once a train wreck, always a train wreck.

Now, I sincerely hope you’re not dating this creature. It’s no coincidence that picking the wrong mate is #1 in my how to fuck up your life series.

A train wreck as a friend is bad enough. As a lover, that person will ruin you. And yes, this applies to both men and women equally. I’ve seen both genders get absolutely ruined when they tried to fix someone who was broken.

Once again, to those who try to help kids, that’s great! More power to you and you’re a fucking hero in my eyes. Seriously. Not at all being sarcastic.

However, adults, let ’em burn.

I’ve seen people trying to help train wrecks get financially ruined. I’ve seen marriages destroyed by one partner trying to help a “friend in need.”

And of course, worst of all is when people actually marry these creatures. I don’t know how many times I have to say it – you cannot fix broken adults.

Let their shrinks deal with their bullshit. At least a shrink can make money off of them.

Fixing a train wreck – “but I’ve seen this guy change…”

Yeah, for a year, he went clean and sober. Then what happened?

Do you feel like an idiot now? By the way, I think you owe me an apology. I’m waiting…


Roman is an artist, composer, writer, and travel junkie, and he can still throw a football

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