ExiledTyrant
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Joined: 12/9/2013 From: Exiled Status: offline
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I've been avoiding this because most people that cannot comprehend your position always argue the "wrongness" of your position. So this will be my only post on this thread, it is the only way I won't be wishing on a star for karma to deliver them understanding by sticking them in my shoes. Very soon I will be in the thick of winter and my days will be filled with more days in pain than days without. In a month, if the weather behaves as predicted, I will no longer be in pain, it will be agony. I will be lucky to be able to use crutches, and by the end of winter, I will be thanking my lucky stars that I can still crawl. Even now, sleep is coming harder and harder, I'm starting to become more foggy and moving around through my day in and day out tired and exhausted well before I should be. I have more bearable pain than mind blowing pain, for now, but that will shift soon. Now, I have a choice to become a narcotic zombie, or deal with it. I always choose to deal with it, and with everything going on in my life right now I have to be as lucid as possible. Taking narcotics seems to be the reasonable solution, but when I do, I do more long term damage to my body being unaware of the pain that says, "careful, dumbass, that's going to fuck you up." Even narced out of my brain, the pain is a monster, my brain is just numb to the point that it doesn't really matter. So a few agonizing days will come along, unrelenting, and I'll push through it. Those days will soon turn into weeks or months of teeth shattering pain (lost a few teeth to that already) and the question will come to mind, as it does most mainland winters, "Why would anyone in their right mind continue to live like this?" Unfortunately, the question becomes a mantra when it becomes day in and day out agony. I've always pushed through them... sometimes I have to phone a friend and have them collect my guns till spring, but I have enough sense to make that call. However, so many of the reasons I make that call is leaving my life little by little. This winter will be a hard one for me, but I will push through it because this will be my last winter in the mainland. My physical condition tears at my psyche, but I do, not do my best, I do keep my eyes fixed on the sun taking it day by day, pushing through until spring. That said, I do not run the gamut of emotion and mind games when someone commits suicide, I know, for whatever reason, they had a reason, and that was the solution for them and the only viable option for them. I find it odd when a parent leaves a marriage, abandoning their family, and then are judged as a piece of shit that doesn't deserve to breathe good air. It is in a little better perspective for me, because I know that when people reach their breaking point in a marriage they leave on their feet or in a body bag. So, for me, I'd much rather know that they walked out on their feet and the last memory of their kids, isn't mom or dad's brains splattered all over the wall. Jus sayin
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Gnothi Seauton To lead, first follow: Aurelius, Epictetus, Descartes, Sun Tzu, to name a few. Semper fidelis (which sometimes feels like a burden)
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