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Originally posted by Sequentis
Hi Anna, I have never traveled there by conventional methods but I would like to think that one day I will. I have always wanted to go there as I have read so much about it.
Originally posted by Sequentis
reply to post by woodwytch
Hi Woody, thank you for your reply to which, I am greatly pleased you 99.9% believe. I find it intriguing that you think perhaps I was saved for a reason and that I write my account now. It is strange to me also, normally I would never have done this and it was just by chance that I read a story here from fellow member Anna that somehow made me write. So before I continue, thanks Anna for igniting my interest.
I have only told the following you are about to read to a handful of people, for reasons which will become clear I am not proud of some details, details which have never been repeated in any form. It was a pleasant May night, my friend who lived in England (I lived in Scotland then) came to visit me. Like any other young lads we hit the town that night. Everything was great, we had a laugh reminiscing about the old days. (I laugh at that, we were young so there was not many old days). Somehow for reasons that do not have anything to do with this we were separated later on that night. I ended up in some nightclub and hooked up with some mates of mine. Back then when money was tight it was not unusual for me to walk home from the town, I was very fit due to my job and used to jog on a regular basis. Anyway, later, I guess about half two in the morning I was walking home. The lovely weather decided to do the usual British thing and the heavens opened, the rain was torrential. I recall walking through a car park and stood under overhanging branches beside this pick up truck to shelter for a moment as I was absolutely soaking wet. I could feel the rain water running down the skin of my back. I kept scratching my back thinking spiders had fallen off the tree onto me. (I hate spiders, who doesn't?) I glanced into the pick up and saw shining in the street light a set of keys sitting in the ignition. For reasons that I did not know then and still to this day do not know, I opened up the pick up and sat behind the wheel. I thought, here is me, soaking wet, walking home, and here is a ride I could (Borrow) for a bit. As I have stated earlier, I had never before or since ever done anything like that in my life. For whatever possessed me that night I drove home. Only thing is I never went home, I drove right past and went on a little drive in the pouring rain. Well one thing led to another and I ended up on a long stretch of road which ended in a hairpin bend which had a drop onto rail tracks right beside it. I never got that far, (thankfully) if I got that far I would of been killed for sure. I apparently skidded on slippy road and hit a lamp post at seventy miles per hour. I remember little bits but from the moment of impact I remember nothing. The next time I opened my eyes was the start of my story. For a short time I did not know what had happened to me, the doctors for some reason never told me. I was convinced I had been knocked down by a car, I was so angry that I was in hospital barely breathing and there was someone out there living a normal life guilty of nearly killing me. When I was told what had happened it was a day before I was given a choice, have a bit of leg amputated or die? Easy choice to make from someone who only wanted revenge on the person responsible, easy choice to make for someone who wanted to kill the person responsible, easy choice to make for someone who hated the person responsible. Through meditation and learning not to hate myself I live a normal life, the hate is gone, but to be totally honest, sometimes in the dark quiet of the night I still want to punish myself. I don't, because as woody said, I am here for some reason, what that reason is I do not know, I have thought about it quite a bit, I am sure one day it will become apparent.
Well there you go, that is the truth. I have not mentioned this for years, funny how when remembered I still shed a tear thinking about that stupid tosser that I hated so much.
Peace to you all, and thanks for inspiring me to unburden my guilt.