What Should K hear From Me re:life, liberty and pursuit of happiness

Every now and then I wonder what I could offer in written form that might be somewhat useful to young K. I haven't been in the mentoring parental role since she was 9. That was a long time ago. She is now 21.

Not my blood, but I felt protective. What a nut.

Going in I knew the chances for sanity were slim but I barreled ahead.

I deleted what I wrote here. It was just unpleasant rehash of stupidity. No point in that.

In the end, I don't have anything more to offer the lass. If she were to ask, I would give my view of a situation. Not much else to do at this point.

She probably will fare better than mama K since she has ten times the smarts. Momma was/is dumb as a rock, and I say that in the most complimentary sense. I could have forgiven the dimwittedness had she been a devoted mother who put the child's welfare first.

I was in such denial, probably due to mama K's "athletic" prowess, that I rationalized away the lack of intellect, pretending it was but a temporary condition. Who's the dimwit in that case?

I've already covered most matters the best I could, when I could. Now I hear nothing, and know nothing. I make overtures now and then and let her know she's loved.

I've had enough of my own disconnect from real life, potential, stability, etc. I don't suppose my track record makes me the authority on how not to squander your life and live in regret.