How did you climb out of the lowest point in your life?
12-29-2003 | 06:42 PM
#22
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From: Loveland, CO
When I was a teenager I wished I was dead. My parents were on the verge of divorce and I had no real friends. The boy down the street took an interest in me and I climbed out of my blackhole. We saw each other for 10 years off and on before getting married. Been married 19+ years.
12-29-2003 | 07:08 PM
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From: Orlando, Florida
Well, I hope I have completed the lowest point of my life because I survived it with a new and better outlook on life.
My life has been a textbook case of cause and effect - Mine would probably be in 1999 when I was out of the country on business and made it home just in time to tell my mother how much I loved her and how grateful I was to be her son as she took her last breath, Two weeks later I quit my high pay high stress job after 11 years to deal with the death of my mother then the love of my life four months later left me to become an actor in New York then I started a new Job and was rushed to the Emergency room twice in two weeks convinced I was having a heart attack ( both stress related )..... When I realized I wasn't dead I went to work resigned, bought a puppy who turned 4 today coincidentally, bought a waverunner rented a beach house and lived off of my savings for six months floating off the coast of New Smyrna Beach watching Manatees and Dolphins - I did so much soul searching - people that knew me a few years ago didn't believe any of this.
I am so much happier now and honestly the fact that I have an S2000 is just another step in doing something for myself after so many years of giving and having others suck the life out of me - Don't get me wrong, I am still a very generous soul only now I think about how it will affect me before I do anything in my life...
In case you have never seen this before I will share something that was given to me a long time ago.
You will either get it or you won't!
Nick
Mountain Dreamer Speaks~
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want
to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of
meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know
if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your
dream, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your
moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of
your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's
betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear
of further pain! I want to know if you can sit with pain,
mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it,
or fix it. I want to know if you can be with JOY, mine
or your own; if you can dance with wildness and let the
ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes
without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, or to
remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is
true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be
true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of
betrayal and not betray your own soul. I want to know if
you can be faithful and therefore be trustworthy. I want
to know if you can see beauty even when it is not pretty
everyday, and if you can source your life on the edge of
the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon.
It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much
money you have. I want to know if you can get up after a
night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone,
and do what needs to be done for the children.
It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be
here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of
the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have
studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside
when all else falls away. I want to know if you can be
alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you
keep in the empty moments.
Oriah, "Mountain Dreamer"
Indian Elder
My life has been a textbook case of cause and effect - Mine would probably be in 1999 when I was out of the country on business and made it home just in time to tell my mother how much I loved her and how grateful I was to be her son as she took her last breath, Two weeks later I quit my high pay high stress job after 11 years to deal with the death of my mother then the love of my life four months later left me to become an actor in New York then I started a new Job and was rushed to the Emergency room twice in two weeks convinced I was having a heart attack ( both stress related )..... When I realized I wasn't dead I went to work resigned, bought a puppy who turned 4 today coincidentally, bought a waverunner rented a beach house and lived off of my savings for six months floating off the coast of New Smyrna Beach watching Manatees and Dolphins - I did so much soul searching - people that knew me a few years ago didn't believe any of this.
I am so much happier now and honestly the fact that I have an S2000 is just another step in doing something for myself after so many years of giving and having others suck the life out of me - Don't get me wrong, I am still a very generous soul only now I think about how it will affect me before I do anything in my life...
In case you have never seen this before I will share something that was given to me a long time ago.
You will either get it or you won't!
Nick
Mountain Dreamer Speaks~
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want
to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of
meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know
if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your
dream, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your
moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of
your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's
betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear
of further pain! I want to know if you can sit with pain,
mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it,
or fix it. I want to know if you can be with JOY, mine
or your own; if you can dance with wildness and let the
ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes
without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, or to
remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is
true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be
true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of
betrayal and not betray your own soul. I want to know if
you can be faithful and therefore be trustworthy. I want
to know if you can see beauty even when it is not pretty
everyday, and if you can source your life on the edge of
the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon.
It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much
money you have. I want to know if you can get up after a
night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone,
and do what needs to be done for the children.
It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be
here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of
the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have
studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside
when all else falls away. I want to know if you can be
alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you
keep in the empty moments.
Oriah, "Mountain Dreamer"
Indian Elder
12-29-2003 | 07:15 PM
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Originally posted by Ash
the first thing is to quit trying to figure out what your "worse" day is... it's not a good frame of mind at all... quit focusing on the bad things that are going on around you cuz that isn't really productive... just keep moving, trying to do the right thing.. trying to make a difference, then you'll realize that the things that you are doing make more of a difference than what is/has happened to you...
the first thing is to quit trying to figure out what your "worse" day is... it's not a good frame of mind at all... quit focusing on the bad things that are going on around you cuz that isn't really productive... just keep moving, trying to do the right thing.. trying to make a difference, then you'll realize that the things that you are doing make more of a difference than what is/has happened to you...
12-29-2003 | 08:46 PM
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forget about what happened. or at least try to learn from it. remember the saying, "it could be worse". like if you lost an arm thank god you didn't lose the other one.
hang out with friends more, spend time with people that care about you. take nice drives. that's what i did.
indulge yourself. take the extra time to fluff your pillow, get a massage, get pampered.
hang out with friends more, spend time with people that care about you. take nice drives. that's what i did.
indulge yourself. take the extra time to fluff your pillow, get a massage, get pampered.
12-29-2003 | 09:55 PM
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From: chantilly
The event that changed my life forever. Summer of 98.
I used to work in the night club in D.C. Working with promotion group. Had a incident started from the club. And kept on going to a pool hall where me and my buddies was hanging out at . I was involved in a fight, around 20 people was involved. Got stabbed twice. Once thru my left arm, bicept area. My skin on my arm was peeled off, I reached in a felt my bone. And the other wound was 3 inches away from my heart. I was bleeding a lot, to a point where I was un concious. My gf at the time took me to the hospital. I didnt' think I was going to make it. So I looked over at my gf ( in the car ) and told her how much I appreciate she loving me and being there for me. I told her I love her. (the first person and only person I told that to my whole life) And then I was fainted.
That night, I recovered in the hospital. And the whole night had her by my side. Had received a few calls from older friends. Including my father's best friend. Who was very pissed off. And a few other friends. They came over to the house after I got out. And brought me a few Semi automatics and a few other un traceble hand guns. "Blood for blood" was what they were teaching me.
I had a hard look at my future, of what I want to do in life. At the time, I was out of school. Not really working and had a few friends that was doing nothing. For a few days. I was in a dark cloud, and thought about how my life was almost taken. After the MD Prosecutor convicted him on ONLY 1st degree assault. And assault with deadly weapon. But since he had "3 of the best lawyers" I seen on TV. He only receieved 2 years probabtion. And pay back was in my mind.
I had a long conversation with my gf. Which who was my best friend at the time. She told me and reminded me. That I have a better future and not to throw away my life. I decided to start make a difference in my life and do something that I really want to enjoy. So I spent the next year, planning Evolution. Which this import scene was my passion and my life.
The following year, I started Evolution with a friend. 5 years later, we never looked back. We started it out by ourself. Young, full of passion, ambition and stupid and un educated. We made mistakes and learned them the hardway. But we worked hard and never give up. Know our dreams and goals.
The girl who stood by me that night at the hospital is now my fiancee. And with out her, I may never had the chance to meet most of you. Or get the chance to snap out of the worst night of my life.
Just remember, there's always tomorrow. Dream starts with hope.
I used to work in the night club in D.C. Working with promotion group. Had a incident started from the club. And kept on going to a pool hall where me and my buddies was hanging out at . I was involved in a fight, around 20 people was involved. Got stabbed twice. Once thru my left arm, bicept area. My skin on my arm was peeled off, I reached in a felt my bone. And the other wound was 3 inches away from my heart. I was bleeding a lot, to a point where I was un concious. My gf at the time took me to the hospital. I didnt' think I was going to make it. So I looked over at my gf ( in the car ) and told her how much I appreciate she loving me and being there for me. I told her I love her. (the first person and only person I told that to my whole life) And then I was fainted.
That night, I recovered in the hospital. And the whole night had her by my side. Had received a few calls from older friends. Including my father's best friend. Who was very pissed off. And a few other friends. They came over to the house after I got out. And brought me a few Semi automatics and a few other un traceble hand guns. "Blood for blood" was what they were teaching me.
I had a hard look at my future, of what I want to do in life. At the time, I was out of school. Not really working and had a few friends that was doing nothing. For a few days. I was in a dark cloud, and thought about how my life was almost taken. After the MD Prosecutor convicted him on ONLY 1st degree assault. And assault with deadly weapon. But since he had "3 of the best lawyers" I seen on TV. He only receieved 2 years probabtion. And pay back was in my mind.
I had a long conversation with my gf. Which who was my best friend at the time. She told me and reminded me. That I have a better future and not to throw away my life. I decided to start make a difference in my life and do something that I really want to enjoy. So I spent the next year, planning Evolution. Which this import scene was my passion and my life.
The following year, I started Evolution with a friend. 5 years later, we never looked back. We started it out by ourself. Young, full of passion, ambition and stupid and un educated. We made mistakes and learned them the hardway. But we worked hard and never give up. Know our dreams and goals.
The girl who stood by me that night at the hospital is now my fiancee. And with out her, I may never had the chance to meet most of you. Or get the chance to snap out of the worst night of my life.
Just remember, there's always tomorrow. Dream starts with hope.
12-29-2003 | 10:14 PM
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this past fall i had the worst scare of my life... i nearly killed myself. I was at a party with some friends when i recieved some news that totaly pissed me off,(topic withheld for personal reasons) but i walked away from that party pissed like none other, yelling at myself and cursing like some drunk sailor. Half way back to my appartment i was so fustrated i pulled out the knife in my pocket and cut my forearm. I didn't mean to kill myself at all, jsut realive my mind through pain. i did this twice.
When i got back to my appartment i tried to get in but campus police was there busting my roommate for alcohol, so i went to a friends place. I asked to use their bathroom when they noticed blood driping from my arm. They took me to the hospital after cleaning and wrapping it. I totaled 14 stiches.
Just this break i finaly came to my sences, i talked to all of my friends who helped me cope with my depression and problems, but the most influential thing was a talk with my dad. Probubly the first ever father son talk we had ever had. He went into explaining his past and how i shouldn't let things get to me like i did. "It's all water off a ducks back" he kept saying. And its true, its just not worth it.
I look at Jeff's post on his stabbing, and i can relate to how his family felt. I had offers from alot of people to go and beat up the person who had started my problems. But thats not the answer. whut would that have solved but only to cause more problems.
People shouldn't let things get to them as much as some do, i blame it on movies and the constant quest for revenge. Honestly its better to just walk away. I made the mistake of getting involved with something that hurt me, and became a danger to my own life. Sometimes it takes a bigger man to walk away. Now look at jeff, he's a successfull business man running a very popular and outstand store, had he choose the other option maybe he would be in jail now instead.
I guess what i'm trying to say is stand back and look at the big picture, for me it wasn't worth hurting myself over what i see now as some stupid thing. Talking out your issues helps but only you can find the right answer.
(by the way after i had cut myself i found out that it was a very common thing, people find relief in pain, it can be an addicting habbit, for those parents out there, talk to your kids and be more appart of their lives, let them know that there are other options)
its 1:15AM i hope this made sence
When i got back to my appartment i tried to get in but campus police was there busting my roommate for alcohol, so i went to a friends place. I asked to use their bathroom when they noticed blood driping from my arm. They took me to the hospital after cleaning and wrapping it. I totaled 14 stiches.
Just this break i finaly came to my sences, i talked to all of my friends who helped me cope with my depression and problems, but the most influential thing was a talk with my dad. Probubly the first ever father son talk we had ever had. He went into explaining his past and how i shouldn't let things get to me like i did. "It's all water off a ducks back" he kept saying. And its true, its just not worth it.
I look at Jeff's post on his stabbing, and i can relate to how his family felt. I had offers from alot of people to go and beat up the person who had started my problems. But thats not the answer. whut would that have solved but only to cause more problems.
People shouldn't let things get to them as much as some do, i blame it on movies and the constant quest for revenge. Honestly its better to just walk away. I made the mistake of getting involved with something that hurt me, and became a danger to my own life. Sometimes it takes a bigger man to walk away. Now look at jeff, he's a successfull business man running a very popular and outstand store, had he choose the other option maybe he would be in jail now instead.
I guess what i'm trying to say is stand back and look at the big picture, for me it wasn't worth hurting myself over what i see now as some stupid thing. Talking out your issues helps but only you can find the right answer.
(by the way after i had cut myself i found out that it was a very common thing, people find relief in pain, it can be an addicting habbit, for those parents out there, talk to your kids and be more appart of their lives, let them know that there are other options)
its 1:15AM i hope this made sence