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[edited out for personal reasons, to summarize: Disability has been a major pain the ass and are continuing to give me problems all over, currently I'm fighting with an appeal]
Someone needs to die. :angry-banghead:
Anyways, other than that debacle, I recently also have been upset by the fact that I'm still living at my parents place, I've done the math and I'd have moved out long ago (financial math). My brother 1 year ago got a decent teaching job, moved out, and has a large chunk of debt eliminated from college. He as well is probably getting married to his long time gf next year. Those four life-stage steps are ones I should have been able to accomplish by now and was close to, as money's the only deterent for a proposal in the near future for my gf and I (of almost 4 years). He's my younger brother, and I'm 26 now; this disease has crippled my life and I've taken steps backwards not forwards. I am extremely happy for him, especially if he's looking at marriage, but it's a bitter cold reminder of how decrepit and shattered my life is....I could have done so much by now if Crohns never entered my life (not like you guys can't relate).
I was training to become a cop or a firefighter too (that's why in my Crohns poem I mention wanting to save lives), and now my gf's younger sister started a degree in criminal justice. I have all these pics of Arnold Schwarzeneggar from bodybuilding for motivation, a gym membership I put on hold, unused (temporarily) bodybuilding supplements (legal), and even progress shots when I had lots of muscle all over the place to remind me that I can get it back, only sometimes it's simply depressing, reminding me AGAIN what could have been!
Everywhere I look, grim reminders of "what could have been", meanwhile I'm stuck here in my room, which doesn't smell too good, constantly on the phone with nurses, disability representatives, doctors, admins, etc.... trying to explain to half of them why the other half hasn't relayed the severity of my condition properly.
@*&%@*#$%*&@$#*@#!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :ymad: :ymad:
(I can sense cyber hugs pending)
Someone needs to die. :angry-banghead:
Anyways, other than that debacle, I recently also have been upset by the fact that I'm still living at my parents place, I've done the math and I'd have moved out long ago (financial math). My brother 1 year ago got a decent teaching job, moved out, and has a large chunk of debt eliminated from college. He as well is probably getting married to his long time gf next year. Those four life-stage steps are ones I should have been able to accomplish by now and was close to, as money's the only deterent for a proposal in the near future for my gf and I (of almost 4 years). He's my younger brother, and I'm 26 now; this disease has crippled my life and I've taken steps backwards not forwards. I am extremely happy for him, especially if he's looking at marriage, but it's a bitter cold reminder of how decrepit and shattered my life is....I could have done so much by now if Crohns never entered my life (not like you guys can't relate).
I was training to become a cop or a firefighter too (that's why in my Crohns poem I mention wanting to save lives), and now my gf's younger sister started a degree in criminal justice. I have all these pics of Arnold Schwarzeneggar from bodybuilding for motivation, a gym membership I put on hold, unused (temporarily) bodybuilding supplements (legal), and even progress shots when I had lots of muscle all over the place to remind me that I can get it back, only sometimes it's simply depressing, reminding me AGAIN what could have been!
Everywhere I look, grim reminders of "what could have been", meanwhile I'm stuck here in my room, which doesn't smell too good, constantly on the phone with nurses, disability representatives, doctors, admins, etc.... trying to explain to half of them why the other half hasn't relayed the severity of my condition properly.
@*&%@*#$%*&@$#*@#!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :ymad: :ymad:
(I can sense cyber hugs pending)
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