Re: THIS SUCKS

OG you dont have to go to N. O. or places in and around it. Dont you
understand what you do when you post to ppl right here with your level
headed advice? You have every right to feel down with the day to day
pull of chronic pain. Even when you tell someone off (which isnt many
times)
you do it with level headed sense... Everyone is intitled to swim in the
pity pot
as long as they remember where the ladder is to climb out. You are human..
I guess you would call me an OG groupie...

Ronnie
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"Kindness is a hard thing to give away,
for it is usually returned."

"OldGoat" <oldgoatmail@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote in message
news:tkmVe.2690$R9.1402@xxxxxxxxxxx
> Dear Folks,
>
> You know most of us here people with no face, which is really how it
should
> be I guess, so nothing is taboo.
> Things are never how you expect them to go in life, so I guess it's
foolish
> to expect anything from it. I always thought I'd find myself at a cross
> roads in my life where if I took the right, not quite the easiest, but the
> right fork and I could go to my grave knowing I did something, not looking
> for fame, not looking for fortune, not even wanting recognition, other
than
> someone to say "that guy helped me". Just make a difference to make
> someone's life a little better and move on to the next guy. I feel like
the
> 2 guys having breakfast in Pulp Fiction, talking about the TV show "kung
> fu", "just walking the earth and having adventures".
> Here I sit, with a 2/3 wasted body, with the adventure to help and move on
> to be going on for months, even years, in the Gulf Coast. I've been to New
> Orleans and been to Gulfport and been to Biloxi, they were beautiful
places
> and my time there was way too short. But my path is there rolled out smack
> dab in the face to go to help strangers by the scores and the "situation"
of
> my lifetime has me more likely to become a causality helping anyone. My
mind
> is so focused to do good, I could bore a couple of eyeholes through a
brick
> wall to get it done. The saying "the mind is willing, but the flesh is
weak"
> may have been meant for other situations, but my mind and body just want
to
> explode to from this desire to help. Give a kid a candy bar, a fireman a
> clean bottle of drinking water, just some goddamnthing other than wishing
I
> was in the middle of it, and not caring if I come back out in one piece or
> not, just helping. And thanks to King George and the other oil Barron's
> getting richer on this mess, I don' know if I can handle the monthly
copays,
> docs and meds, much less have a couple of nickels to rub together to send
to
> help or even get down there. If they find any organs they can use, they
can
> have them all. It's not like there's anything else that is all mine to
> freely give.
> Sorry to bitch, it seems like there's so many with so little and I used to
> be able to handle a bucket truck, a chainsaw, and know what I'm doing
pretty
> damn well around hot high voltage lines. It makes me fell disgusted with
> myself when I see the convoys of power company trucks rolling south,
knowing
> what they'll be doing, rebuilding the power grid, clearing the mess, block
> by block, while I felt like a stroke was on it's way for trying to crank
up
> the grass trimmer.
> No sympathy please. It just seems to make the inadequately even more
> mountainous. I just need a stiff drink and a solid night's sleep. Some of
> your physical issues make me look like Bruce Jenner or Lance Armstrong (or
> to really test your age/trivial pursuit, Mark Spitz) by comparison. I just
> hate this goddamn self pity bull***, and the only thing that really helps
> is helping others. But falling flat on my face, when the real chips are
> really down, when people are dying, when it really counts and matters is
> just too damn hard, too damn rough, too impossible get used to. Going from
> being that guy who always knew how to and when to put out the fires, and
now
> I'm just another obstacle to get in the way. Sometimes the only useful
thing
> I have left to do is donate my body to science fiction.
> I'm fine, don't worry about me, I'm just going through one of my "blue
> periods". Not the religious guy, I hope it doesn't sound hypocritical to
say
> thank god for the wife, without her I'd truly be lost, long, long, ago.
But
> venting to you guys, helps more than you can know and whether we've fought
> or hugged, thanks to all for being there for me.
> This isn't a "goodbye cruel world" note or anything like that. I've walked
> that road too, and if you want to do it, you just do it, you don't cry for
> help. It's just a vent and a ...
>
> Thank you--og
>
>


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