We're all more or less cut from the same cloth. The only difference between men (and between our better selves and definitely our lesser selves) is what we do when things look bleak. Do we succumb to the bleakness and spiral further into it? Or do we pull ourselves together and fight through it, finishing the story on our own terms?
It's not always a clear choice. You can have a "bad decade".
One thing I've learnt is to go towards what scares you rather than away from it.
To put it another another way, there is more pain in avoidance than in action.
To put it yet another way, when you come to a fork in the road, take the side that will grow your nads.
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