Meanwhile, I have male family on both sides who lingered (are lingering!) to a “ripe” old age on excessive medication and limited actual “life” with constant care and tending to.
Can I please go sooner?
Can I please go sooner?
Sad day for the Cause.Just got this in an email. I guess that means all the tinned tobacco are going away.
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No you can't ! Get back to work !Can I please go sooner?
There is no "real" food in fast food restaurants, just various incarnations of silicon vibrafoam.Maybe this is the beginnings of a trend to getting back to consuming real food in fast food restaurants?
Speaking as someone who has gone through some serious shit, like losing the use of my painting arm for 10 months and more recently, waking up to find myself unable to walk more than a few feet, and then only in utter agony, when the day before I had done my usual 4.5 mile walk into town and back, I'm going to say, don't give up.The way I feel these days I hope not, I made peace with the family longevity years ago. I knew what having to give up work last year at 50 years old meant. I've seen and done all of the things I've ever wanted to and have watched things about growing up that I loved fading into obscurity. Not my world anymore.
I feel it man, finding a counselor is a pain in the ass between having to make sure they're accepting new clients AND take an insurance plan you have.Not at all, just realism.
No faith in it. They institutionalized my youngest daughter from 6 until 17 for one disorder after another until they finally decided she was just autistic. It took years to get her off of the pharmaceuticals and she's still not completely right. I have just accepted reality without the need for "happy" pills from guessing witch doctors.
I've given up on many of them and just placed them in the ignore pile.
My hands that forced me into early retirement also prevent me from writing, drawing, and working puzzles.
Not that I don't have anything to live for but am already dying.
I've always despised that poem. I'm not suicidal, I'm in the middle stages of decline and I'm okay with that.Do not go gentle into that good night
Dylan Thomas
1914 – 1953
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And if you don't agree with them they lock you up and pump you full of medication that can cause worse problems.I feel it man, finding a counselor is a pain in the ass between having to make sure they're accepting new clients AND take an insurance plan you have.