i pawned my dads old gold watch for money. of all the terrible things i’ve ever done, that’s the one thing i can’t seem to forgive myself for. he’s long since forgiven me, he couldn’t care less about the watch as long as i continue on the right path… but that doesn’t make it any easier for me to deal with. well… after years of feeling terrible about this, i’m finally in a position to be actually saving money, and i finally saved enough to buy him a replacement. it’s not the exact same watch, but it’s almost identical, and while he never cared whether or not i replace it, it makes me feel like i’ve finally grown up. i feel like a huge weight has been lifted off of my shoulders, and i feel like i can finally be proud of who i have become, especially from who i used to be. i’m going to get it engraved, “for all the second chances i never deserved… your son, brian”