Most PEOPLE have sh-t-y lives, married or otherwise, even when they APPEAR to be doing well. Ex. Brad Pitt's apparently off the wagon again, and spent an entire article in Esquire rationalizing his decision. Rather than telling the truth, in a relatively concise statement:
"-I've lost my kids
-The ol' hairline's finally giving out
-I now regret leaving Anniston for Jolie... Several hundred times per day, I fantasize about the life the former and I could've built together, had I not allowed myself to be led around by my d-ck, back in '05
-I'm embroiled in a lawsuit that may drag out for another decade/will likely cost me millions even if I "win"
-I'm brooding over whether or not I can stretch my star power much further, at this point in my life
-Chances that I'll die broke are much stronger than the general public realizes... I've blown off more fortunes than can be counted on frivolous crap that brought zero benefit to my existence
So, I'm now trying to commit suicide in the most passive aggressive fashion imaginable, by trashing my liver and internal organs with booze. My own ego(I can't bear the the thought of TMZ declaring: "Unlike all those macho characters he played onscreen, the real Pitt was too much of a p-ssy to muster through")and cowardice are preventing me from deep throating a 12 gauge, pulling the trigger, and wrapping this up in less than 5 minutes"