Just wondering how much life he’s given up according to his artistic attributes.
We’ve lived 3 places when I raised my kids and I asked my daughter and she says the apartments were the best of the 3. What the heck?
To me it’s just sour apples. “I wanted this and now I got this and now it’s not what it seemed like wahhhhh”…He should be thankful for his artistic ability to produce such results more than anything.
And I can’t stress enough that you love your daughter and seem to care for her greatly…as long as you keep doing this one day she will come around and appreciate you. You are a great father 
Thanks! Peace man.
Eminem has issues. He’s an addict and has some sort of trauma and ■■■■. I respect him. I often listen to his songs about drug abuse while drinking or feeling like ■■■■. I quit drinking a few weeks ago and it sucks. Then my girlfriend dumped me. Then I found a program and professor for a PhD which looks too good to be true.
I just worked out late at night for two hours with a friend of mine. He just graduated from the local private school in neuroscience and he is taking a year off to work in a gym (he has keys and we just went apeshit late at night blasting music) and take the MCAT again, he wants an MD not a PhD but is qualified for a PhD program. He’s got major depressive disorder and scars on his arm from cutting. He’s one of my favorite friends.
People can have serious issues and do very well. I mean look at me or look at him and look at Elyn Saks, John Nash, Fred Frese…I love the mental problems and also hate them.
And by the way, when I have bad episodes and become quite florid, I laugh like a maniac because it’s back to having nothing to lose; losing ones mind is just next to losing ones life. My shrink knows this and called me on it. I do miss my past. I miss not giving a ■■■■. I miss not feeling responsible and not being responsible. I miss being a heavy drinker and heavy smoker and insane gym rat, psychotic and dangerous as ■■■■. I miss pure survival. Not caring where I was gonna sleep at night, just caring about getting drunk. Drinking a shot in the morning. Drinking a beer for carbs before lifting. Drinking overdoses of preworkout and working out excessively. Making half As and half Bs without really giving a solid ■■■■.
I miss it, but my recovering lifestyle is more rewarding. I felt freedom, just insanity, but I also felt incredible pain which I can’t really describe. I’ve been physically injured, not on accident, from fighting a few times. That sort of pain isn’t even close to psychosis. I’ve been kicked in the nuts, kicked repeatedly in the trunk and was ko’d from it, got a deviated septum from punches to my face, got a cracked rib, tore an abdomen and pulled my adductors, had epidymitus, go look that up, was molested, nearly drowned, was bullied for years as a kid and adolescent, oh yeah and went insane.
The insanity is worse than all of the above combined and multiplied.
Marshall Mathers probably misses not giving a ■■■■ just like I do, but he has too much to live well for, his daughter, his career, his status as the God of rap.
I’ve come too far and am way too buff to back down. Haha.