I was sure that I was destined for greatness, damn it.
Art, I have a BS in elementary education and hold my initial certification for teaching. The divorce killed the possibility and desire to pursue that career for various reasons.
I'm frustrated with working with and for complete idiots. I am the only person in a department of 30 with any education, yet I make the least. Even the laborer makes more than me! I am basically an office manager/glorified secretary/punching bag.
Also, even after three years, I still miss my fucking wife. I am, if anything, a pathetic boy.