posted on Oct, 21 2014 @ 08:46 AM
originally posted by: TheSpanishArcher
a reply to: NorEaster
Dude, thanks for those commercials. I imagine my life ending on all three of those moments,combined.
The universe hates me, what can I say?
All this new-agey BS, nope, can't go there. I used to think it was ok.
Then the real world kicked in, and I realized that however good I am, however I do the right thing, nothing will go right. Nothing. Ever.
Utopia cannot ever happen, given human nature. Not even close can we come. I'm the guy in all three of those commercials, yet at least I can still
laugh about it even while my life circles the drain. Barely.
BTW, I ain't great, and no one else is. Anyone who thinks they are is a fool. Seven billion people on this planet and all are fools. All of us.
I am not great. NONE of us are. Anyone who thinks they are has a superiority complex. I'd go so far as to say not a single person, anywhere on this
earth, should be spared from death. The whole human species deserves to die off, horribly and painfully.
"You're gonna win....You're gonna WIN!!!!!!!"
Not ever. I'll never win and I'm doing all the right things. I know this as I've done all the wrong things in my previous life.
I used to be like you. I'm mostly deaf and hear with the help of large BTE hearing aids. I grew up with parents who were embarrassed by me, friends
who taunted me, school kids who tripped, spit, teased and tortured me. I didn't have a single date in high school and, because I had parents who gave
me no direction whatsoever, I did not even attempt to go to college. I took a retail job to get through life and had a horrible time trying to hear
and was always pulled into the office with lectures. I hated my life, felt like I wasn't worth the spit on the pavement, and wanted to end it.
But then a sympathetic friend told me this wasn't a curse, but a gift, and that I had the power to change my life but only if I really wanted to. You
see, I had a choice: I could continue down this self-pitying path and get worse or I could pick myself up and take this disability to use to every
possible advantage. She helped me into rehabilitation services that got me better aids and I learned to lip-read and speak without an impediment. It
helped. I worked so damn hard to climb up the ladder in retail and became a manager with better pay and better benefits.
But it wasn't enough. I didn't like retail (in fact, I downright hated it) so I used the money I had in savings, quit, and started working for myself
as a pet sitter. Life got tremendously better. You see, that was my dream, to work with animals and be my own boss.
Moral of story? My life is good now. I chose a path that helped me be the person I wanted to be, despite my disability. You CAN achieve your
dreams. But it's how you look at life and decide what you really want for yourself.
BTW...I still have this friend and I cherish her every day!
Good luck to you.
ETA: Thanks for great thread, OP. S&F for you!
edit on 21-10-2014 by texasgirl because: (no reason given)
edit on 21-10-2014
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