Just really was getting to where I was starting to build some self-esteem and feel good about myself. Had been getting exercise without being prodded into it, shaving every day, wearing body spray and generally feeling okay about myself.

So today I asked my wife for a dime so I could get a soda. She grabs a big blob of change out of her wallet and dumps it in my hand, "I don't think you need a Dr. Pepper, but if you need one every day ... here."

Hard to care about anything when your own wife calls you fat, complains that you don't make enough money, etc.