cladre60;730141 said:
It certainly helps when you've been in the same place as someone else. I'm sure you and I could have some long and serious discussions.
Yup, I have been to hell and back, but I have also died and came back so I have a very appreciative and unique perspective on life. Prior to dying in a Heroin overdose, (8 minutes down) I came out a very different person. This happened on Valentines day 1999. My life was a total mess and I no longer wanted to be here so I kneeled in front of my Crucifix and begged Jesus to take me out, I wanted to die, I no longer wanted to live in this awful world. After I prayed I sat down and shot dope and died. My Brother found me and called the emergency units and when they got there they told Him there was no reason to revive, I had been dead to long. My Brother demanded they give me Narcan, after 3 shots I came out and I saw the healing of the ambulance and all I could think was, why? Why am I still here? I had 5 years hanging over my head and I knew the police found all my gear and drugs so I knew I was going to prison for at least 5 years. The good Lord intervened and I was spared the punishment and went to a 12 month rehab. I had met a girl in rehab and she moved in with me, her name was Jen. This brought me to a new kind of hell, one that would crush me for years. She really broke my heart and it drove me into a 5 year reclusion. I was at the hospital every year for 3-6 months, suicide was a constant obsession.
I had a very tough childhood (if it could even be called that as I spent most of my early years in detentions and children’s homes.) By the time I was 18 I was so jaded and messed up by society and the way I was mistreated that I took on a very emotionless, tough and mean position. I was over protective of myself. If anyone did anything to me that I perceived as harmful I would attack and I would not stop until they were no loner moving. They should have called me Mr. Misunderstood. I was only protecting myself from a world that was filled with pigs and perverts, men who took advantage of children! So from childhood to adulthood my life was very hard.
I give the credit to the Brotherhood for pulling me through this. The love of Jesus and the patience and love of my Brothers here got me to where I am today. I have not been to the hospital for 3 years now. I have a peaceful, happy, loving life that is entrenched in the love of Jesus and my fellow Brothers. I would have never thought in a million years I would be here today. If it were not for those who cared about me I wouldn’t be around. My testimony to the Brotherhood and the good Lord is prayer and love brings change. Sure, I got a bigger penis here but nothing compares to the virtues I have learned here and through Christ.
Today I have a Son with 2 beautiful GrandChildren, I have a family who cares deeply for me, I have the Brotherhood, a gift from God, to help me daily with the things I struggle with. I would not change one thing in my life, it all brought me to here I am today. No regrets only appreciation for the blessing and trials I have received.