Life in a box... potential

Daily thoughts by Dr. Joe:

On my drive home today, I forgot that my daughter had a therapy appointment and I didn’t send her the link. So, I pulled over into a parking lot to text her the link for her therapist.

When I looked up to turn around and get back on the street I realized I was in a parking lot for a music Academy.

And then I started thinking:

is my mediocre life holding back my kids?

Will my kids not have aspired to who they could’ve been because I couldn’t get my fucking shit together, because I couldn’t hold my marriage together, or because I barely make it through my fucking day getting everything done that needs to be done?

Are my kids going to be 35 years old and looking back wondering if their life is fucked up because my life was fucked up?

Will it be because of me that they didn’t get to be who they wanted to be, or had the education that they could have had?

I can barely get home to get dinner cooked.

My damn dry cleaning has been there for 2 weeks.

Everyday I barely get my kid to school on time, most days I pull up as they are wheeling The “you are tardy” sign out.

My typical morning, I throw shit food together and try to feed them pop tarts while running out of the door. Usually I’m yelling.

Have I ruined my kids potential? Who could they have been if I wasn’t so fucked up?