- Mar 20, 2009
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I'm not, and never will be, close to the edge but there is absolutely nothing to enjoy. Literally nothing. I'd never self-harm as an adult because I don't run away from responsibilities. I made my choices and many of them were wrong and kind of ruined my life. Work is great though.
I do like food though. Just gotta eat better stuff; I like healthy food but I like shit food more. I'm not even 170 lbs at 6'0" but I'm in bad shape otherwise.
And holy CRAP do my farts smell like the 7th layer of Hell right now Christ almighty
Someone once told me that the happiest person on Earth is the one who’s sitting looking at a waterfall. Appreciating what we have in front of us.
A small story from my life. Back in 2016 I ruptured a disc in my spine that pretty much made my right leg useless. One of the worst experiences of my life. Had emergency back surgery to get it fixed. Flash forward 9 months and I can tell something isn’t right. Go through PT and nothing is helping. By the time American Thanksgiving rolls around the same signs as before are showing. My right foot feels the same way it did when I blew my back out. Find out the rest of the same disc I had operated on and the disc below have completely ruptured again. Except this time I can’t be operated on bc of scar tissue build up. This was during December 17’ and January 18’ which was terrible beginning of winter for us in Ohio. I was riddled with anxiety and couldn’t sleep more than an hour a night. I’d take a shot of Zzzquil and smoke dabs just to get an hour of sleep bc of anxiety and the pain. I had to wait two months before I got an epidural. And during that time the one thing I had to keep me going was just the sun coming out. As simple as it sounds. During this time I was severely lonely. So just holding on to the sun coming out is what kept me going. And after that small procedure I kept myself going. Doubt my own PT. During this time I dropped about 45lbs bc of everything going on. Ppl thought I had cancer bc of how bad I looked. But it didn’t bother me.
So the moral of the story is appreciate the small things bc they mean more in the long run.