Angeloos
Disciple of Prayer
I sit here wondering why continue life... Almost 20 years of extreme pain, multiple surgeries, constant screaming and crying in agony. Prescription pills, weed, prayer...I've found no relief. Every single day I wake trying to find the strength to do just one more day. I'm crushed as it's getting so bad that I wonder why I continue fighting. Everyone keeps telling me to "Be Strong!" or "You're being tested and need to keep fighting!" For what? So I can live through hell for so many more years? I'm trying to find strength! I'm trying to find a reason to care! But all I see is needless pain and misery for years to come, and just a single day is SUCH a battle! I used to love God, grew up in a religious school, but after my hit and run accident... I'm just angry! Angry at God for my suffering! Angry that no matter what I've done, I still fear another day filled with pain that would break most people in minutes, much less hours, days, years, or decades. The psychologist for a surgery had to check my timeline, as he stated most people with my "Suicide Disease" start falling apart within ten years. I should've already lost my mind and given up...as that's what the numbers dictate. I'm an anomaly, but that doesn't fix the constant retching pain, the nightmare and night terrors every single night (of being killed, cut up with knives, shot, or other ways that my mind tries to find ways to explain the pain), the multiple partners I've lost "Because it's too hard to watch you suffering!" I'm the one suffering, but I'm sorry it's too hard for YOU to WATCH! I'm at my end, looking into human euthanasia, but I'm trying to continue... I'm trying to persist...