@avg_shooter
Thanks, man!
I am having good days and bad days, at this point.
Some days I feel like I am really embracing life. Not really through my actions, but with my thoughts and feelings.
I appreciate the dedication it takes to make long lasting meaningful relationships.
I realize love is the meaning of life, our relations to other people is what matters. I feel the magic in this experience we share with each other, it feels good to feel that joy for life!
Other days, though, it's the complete opposite. I just stay in bed, stare at the wall or the TV, just saying "fuck it!" to the whole world. I realize the downsides to all the good things I remember thinking earlier, the pointlessness to all the struggles, needing someone else in order to be happy feels pathetic ...
I realized the other day that my penis issues are bigger than I previously thought. I was driving along in my car, feeling pretty good. A lot of negative feelings and thoughts entered my mind, but I managed to shrug them off really good. I was feeling really happy!
Then it hit me like a ton of bricks. One thought entered my mind, and I couldn't shrug it off. I was like a deer in the headlights of a mack truck. I suddenly remembered my penis. It made that white noise in my mind return, and I was back to normal. Miserable. It's insane how bad this issue affects me!
This is my Everest. I have started the uphill climb, and I am praying that it will be worth the bruises and cuts.
People often say life is about how much punishment you can take, and still keep going!.
That sounds quite awful. I don't know if I would consider my life worth living if I had all the facts, from a bird's eye view. It's all I have, and I guess I have to keep taking it on the chin until I ... yes, what exactly will happen?
Thanks, man!
I am having good days and bad days, at this point.
Some days I feel like I am really embracing life. Not really through my actions, but with my thoughts and feelings.
I appreciate the dedication it takes to make long lasting meaningful relationships.
I realize love is the meaning of life, our relations to other people is what matters. I feel the magic in this experience we share with each other, it feels good to feel that joy for life!
Other days, though, it's the complete opposite. I just stay in bed, stare at the wall or the TV, just saying "fuck it!" to the whole world. I realize the downsides to all the good things I remember thinking earlier, the pointlessness to all the struggles, needing someone else in order to be happy feels pathetic ...
I realized the other day that my penis issues are bigger than I previously thought. I was driving along in my car, feeling pretty good. A lot of negative feelings and thoughts entered my mind, but I managed to shrug them off really good. I was feeling really happy!
Then it hit me like a ton of bricks. One thought entered my mind, and I couldn't shrug it off. I was like a deer in the headlights of a mack truck. I suddenly remembered my penis. It made that white noise in my mind return, and I was back to normal. Miserable. It's insane how bad this issue affects me!
This is my Everest. I have started the uphill climb, and I am praying that it will be worth the bruises and cuts.
People often say life is about how much punishment you can take, and still keep going!.
That sounds quite awful. I don't know if I would consider my life worth living if I had all the facts, from a bird's eye view. It's all I have, and I guess I have to keep taking it on the chin until I ... yes, what exactly will happen?