Let's Make A Deal in Life After 60

Amusement Parks are not for me. The rides make me sick as in throwing up your insides, sick. I road a tilt-a-whirl once with a friend. The longest 5 minutes of my life and I swore if I got off that thing alive I would never again tempt fate by getting on another ride. I was 17.
Life has seemed much like a roller coaster ride. And yes, I am sick of it. Of course the problem this time there is no way to get off, alive. I hold on, hope the nightmare will end and my life will be fun again.
I know what I am going through is just the way life is. I made choices and others made choices that affected me. Even not making a choice is, in fact, making a choice. For some reason, I feel like 90% of my choices, in hindsight, were wrong.
If my life were a game show it would be Let’s Make A Deal. I would have to choose between the small box on the table, what’s behind the curtain, or $1000.00 cash. Which will he choose? Play big or go home, right? The smart choice is to take the sure thing. But I have this mental disorder that will not let me listen to reason, so I take what’s behind the curtain. Once again life has dealt a cruel blow…Zonked Again. Should have listened to my gut. What am I doing to do with a donkey and a swimsuit model? Oh, the swimsuit model isn’t part of the deal? Then why was she standing there? Have a great day folks.