Many who know me personally remember my horrific car crash on I-64 and those who don’t know me personally, may have heard about it. My car was hit, bounced off of a semi, thrown over the Xpress way wall, rolled 8 times and I was thrown from my destroyed car about 60 feet. Landing in the curb grass on the shoulder, right in front of Sullivan University.
That was years ago, and I still function…. sure, it has been a long road and still is. I was given a healing expectancy date of 9.1 years, of which at this moment, I am 9 years into this past July 9th. I am not dead.
Within the age of COVID, over 600,000 Americans all had hopes, dreams, kids graduating, just gave birth, just got married, just got laid, never got laid, had grandbabies, retired, got hired… on and-on-and last year, those folks were killed by a virus in days! They had no choice to make it worse, save for those who purposely did not social distance and blatantly refused to simply wear a mask…
They most certainly never thought about their lives getting worse just days before they died… they had no reason to for the most part, so they had no considerations of giving up, or quitting.
Those folks all had death cast upon them and most certainly would have chosen to fight, not quit and not fold and not give up… If they had even been given a choice. In today’s world so many betas pathetic weaklings’ will cry and languish in their own mediocrity.
Wanting and choosing to run, quit and give up over the most pussy of “problems”, that really are not problems at all! Most of the time it is just simple shit that we ALL, have to do! Yet it is easy for these Karen’s to feel disrespected, lazy, irresponsible, unintelligent and unaccountable. For being expected to just be doing the normal shit an adult does and deals with, at any given times in our lives.
A lady I have been seeing is very much admired by me, for her strength and courage in dealing with her on issues at such a young age. That has many people much older, ready to go introvert, hide from society and even give up on life!
She still functions well, both physically and mentally and is a working professional. In spite of my own journey with recovering and pushing on, she enjoys me and our time together and even when we have sex. I get ahead of myself and push it to extremes as opposed to quitting, feeling sorry for myself or making things worse.
She remains empathetic and understanding with a fearless, lioness attitude, all about not giving up, but getting better and chasing getting fixed! If we are fucking, I have fallen off the bed, fallen between the dresser and the bed… so on and so forth.
Because I am a hard head, alpha savage, who never takes NO for an answer and has no sense or conceptual usage of the, “I can’t” mentality… I push myself to do things beyond my current range of healing.
And even most recently, while attempting a challenging position, I fell off her and the bed, and was wedged between furnishing for several minutes, before I could crawl out and slowly make my way back on the bed. I didn’t surrender to my situation though, didn’t get bitter about it and it dang sure wasn’t going to keep us from getting it in.
Yeah, I know, TMI for a few of you, get past it, it’s human life. My point is, she doesn’t give up, or quit on me, nor herself. I don’t and won’t quit myself. I don’t care if I no longer had arms, legs, no vision, no hearing or any combination thereof! It can always get and be worse!
So many broadcast and proclaim, how strong they are, how ride or die they are… how independent they are and on top of their shit! yet run from jobs, hide from friends, family, society! Quit relationships, goals, dreams…what have you! Pussies…
Try living by yourself, with a multiple nerve injury and limited motion. Quitting, giving up is for the weak… In mind, body and spirit. You have to maximize each and every day, look forward to challenges, they grow you and build your character, your resilience and your intelligence!
For many people this blog will mean nothing, and they will simply think, so what? Not everyone has the strength, support, money or options to hang on and keep going / trying… I fully understand that, and I tell ya, that is a defeatists mindset.
So, if you truly believe you are a loser, going to fail anyway and you believe the odds are stacked against you. Why give a bitch what you believe they want or wish for you anyway?
DON’T! Pick your ass up! Sell ass! Whip ass! Get online and learn something new, borrow a lawn mower and go door to door and earn! Signup for therapy, surgery, community programs or ask for fucking help, FROM THE RIGHT PARTIES… Priest, police, Teachers… to accomplish the help you need.
Learn to make some noise and not do it all alone! Go get another loser and get laid to boost each other up, join a team or group… BECOME THE HELP “YOU” NEED, FOR SOMEONE ELSE! Because… it could be worse for them. Which now doesn’t make it seem so bad for you anymore. You going to quit and give up on them too? Well then true, this article is not for you.
For others though, my write up here will inspire and empower. And that is what I sought to do, because I am a savage, that does not quit, or give up… It can always get worse, and no one is perfect!
Everyone dies, will die, dying today, has died… We must even learn to survive that too, in order to be better than we are now. Life only allows you so many years, so you may as well use them, what you have left… accomplishing shit! Pushing the envelope and rolling the dice, in thoughtful and mindful ways!
You can exist in mediocrity… or live life in victory!
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