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I’ve been injured since 2017, almost nine long years. Practically all of that time I spent wallowing in self-pity. “Woe to be me,” and all that. I let the pain I was in dictate every single decision I made.
I was angry, and I fought with my friends for any and every reason. I’m honestly shocked that they tried as hard as they did to help me. I definitely didn’t deserve it. In the end I lost them, but I still love them and I’ll keep reaching out.
The four months after my injury was the angriest I’ve ever been in my life. I would get drunk and stoned, and say the most awful, mean shit to the people that loved me and were just trying to help.
The first 3 to 4 years of my injury was the worst. I would get blasted and then I would obstinately resist everyone’s help, just to be a cunt. I wanted people to feel what I felt, even if just for a few minutes.
Those minutes turned into a near decade. I’m done feeling sorry for myself. Done. I’m taking back agency of my life. I’m handling every interaction with my insurance company. I’m in coordination with every doctor. I’m cutting back on medication. I’m going back to physical therapy. I’m getting back in shape. I’m eating healthy. And I will be wealthy very soon. There’s no doubt in my mind.
At the very least, I’m starting to laugh again. I’m starting to appreciate everyone and everything in my life. And now I don’t simply believe God saved my life that fateful day, I know it.
1 Peter 5:10 (ESV): “And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you.”
Remember who you are and don’t forget to have a little fun. God bless you and God bless the USA 😋
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