Believe that sums it up so far, the year of 2016 was indeed rough. Literately...but manageable regardless. I did get out of debt before the new year, and started over on my savings. So it's going alright right now thus far. I hope it continues to get better not just for myself but for others as well. And hopefully along the way of what I seek, I hope to achieve. Till then, shall catch you all later. Only working so far one full time job as my second was only seasonal which I do return every year. However this year it's a debating subject...if I do it, what I really want to do won't be so much as possible. However on the other side, I double my savings within a month to get a better footing. So...I'm going to debate on that myself before that time comes around the corner. Sometimes sacrifices must be made....over and over but sometimes it's ok just to say 'Dam it I want to have some fun!'
First off, this is going to be a long entry. I suggest you have a seat, have a drink or something to munch upon while you read this. Secondly I don't really like to...bring up my past as I rather move on forward. Fresh start, new beginning, etc. you all know how that is. However thinking it over perhaps this may be best to bring up, for it has helped a few selected people whom I already shared my own story with. The story of questioning if life is really precious. Worth living. To get to that answer you first have to hear me out. Then you can decide for yourself as I told the previous folks who already heard of this story, along the meaning, and my own answer to such question about life. It has saved three lives, and I'm glad to have helped those three individuals with my own story of experience of what they were 'about to go through.'
Of course this isn't only just hitting for anyone thinking of suicidal thoughts, but if you are. Sit and listen, that I do ask of you. But this is for everyone, who really wonder if life itself is worth living. Is it even precious? The answer really is yes, and this is my story. And the reasons why I say yes to both. Reading a post from a dear friend of mine earlier while on lunch asked such question. So if you're reading this, which I believe you are. I hope this answers your question. You may also share this if you wish, perhaps it may help others out for you may never know. Now are you ready for me to begin? You got your mug of warm hot chocolate? Some snacks to go with it? Good, now I hope your siting in a comfortable spot for it's time to begin.
Chris's Story Upon the Meaning of Life.
What I'm about to tell you, in which only a few trusted people already know. My parents already know of it, but do they know the total attempts? Probably not but they will now I'm sure. My apologies, forgot introductions. I'll give you my first name but not my last. I'm Chris. And this is my story I'll be telling you for I'm sure you're at that point I was a long time ago. Though I admit it feels like just yesterday when I think about it. And you're questioning right now if Life itself even has a meaning. A purpose. Hell probably wondering if it's even precious. Obviously the answer to them all is 'Yes.' And I'll answer each of those in order in time.
How do I even begin aside of the facts before the table. Before you knew me, or even then perhaps you probably thought 'Hey, he's not a bad guy. Probably has a good goal plan already set up for life. He's got nothing to worry about.' Actually I really don't have much of a plan but day by day basis. Pathetic I know but it's kept me alive thus far among many factors. If you haven't guess this yet, then let me just say it. Back then I was depressed enough that for a few months after the first discussion with my parents of claiming my life, I was on the edge of suicidal. First attempt, was in the backseat of the car, going down a highway. I thought about it then, how easy it would be just to open the door, jump on out, and kiss the pavement. But I didn't, a split-second I could have but I didn't. Why? At that time I had no answer. But after a breakdown and a quarrel with my parents I let it slip and was put on medication for a few months. I did take them, and for a time they did help. However our bodies do adjust over time. And ironically enough the effects of the pills no longer held me in balance. So I stop taking them. Figure I cut it cold turkey and handle it like a man.
Foolish enough that lasted for a year. Second attempt, when I could barely take the stress between my problems I took a tie. Red with diamond patterns, around my neck. Took the other end, and tossed it around the heat vent pipe within my room. Took a stool, and was ready. It would have succeed, had the tie not snapped. Surprise right? I don't know how either, just thankful now that it did. Had a letter ready too. But reading over that letter, and how fate decided that it wasn't my time to die. I questioned 'What's my purpose then? Why struggle through Life? The hell is the meaning of Life?" That letter was shredded into the trash, and I for sure felt like shit. Even then I didn't have the answers to the questions at that time.
Third attempt when I just reached the age of eighteen. A little bit mature, somehow giving wisdom to others, but still lacked the knowledge to those questions. Least not yet. The third and final attempt, and mind still off medication. Was when I broke down to tears due to the stress of the family, work, home, and mostly my own problems in which I tried to solve yet majority backfired just to spite me. It was that night I finally figured the answers to my questions just as I held a particular knife to my beating chest. I still remember the ice cold chill that blade radiated upon my flesh. Just waiting for a simple thrust to the heart. That's it, just one thrust. All it would take. Yet I threw the blade aside again, shamed for what I did. To this day do I stand, and to this day I refuse to fall to depression or anything that ties to bring me down. Why? Well now here's the answers to the questions you seek.
What's the meaning of life? That my friends is what you make of it. How you live, who you make part of your life such as friends, family, loved ones, hell even the one you're crushing one or in a relationship with are part of this meaning of life. You've touch the hearts of those dear to you, making a meaning not just to them but to yourself. What I mean is, you care. You love. You may hate for that's natural, or maybe jealous. But the bottom line is you feel emotions upon those you love. The meaning of life, is how you affect not only your life but those who you chose to surround yourself with. Family. Friends. Loved ones.
Is life even that precious? Yes it is. You want to know why? I almost threw my life away just because I thought it would solve my problems. Thinking only for my own benefit, not of those around me. Life is precious, despite that life is fickle like a river. Or even a roller coaster for that matter. The ride never ends it's ups and downs. But stand with me and you'll pull through just as I am now. Life is precious because of the fact you have only one shot in life. That's it. This isn't a game where you can just respawn at any given time you died. You die that's it. Where the next journey is from there I don't know, but I'm not going to know that till my time comes when fate seems fit to claim my life. Hell I hope that be when I'm asleep. But that's not the point. Life is precious due to these factors. Had I claim my life who would be suffering right now? My parents, family, and friends. Would that really solve any of my problems had I claimed my life? No. My actions had I gone through with it would have cause more problems. The most being loss. The loss of a loved one that was kept within the hears that held dear to me. I'd be one huge asshole on the other side, ashamed as the dirt we step on daily upon the other side.
Life is indeed precious mostly because of those who love you. They love you for being you. Don't give two shits what others think of you. And hey if someone tells you to 'Fuck off!' Just take my lines by saying. "Oh I'm sorry, I can't help you in that department. I'm sure you got someone in particular that can do that for ya right? I mean I'm guessing since now you're asking me to assist you in such manner?" They won't have a response. Because everyone that told me that either in anger or in joking manner never has come up with one. Yet. So do me a favor alright? Life your life, because it is precious. You have a meaning in life. You have a purpose as well. You just have to sit down, even with a friend if that helps to evaluate who you are if you don't know. Trust me it took me a long time to finally come to terms. To feel whole aside that I'm single lol. However just live out your life. No matter what tries to bring you down. You do have friends, family, and loved ones who do give two shits about you. Don't hesitate on that. I really care, and dam it I'm always willing to listen. I don't care if I'm asleep, shoot a dam message at me. Hell if you have my number just call. If I don't respond doesn't mean I won't when I wake up to your message, or missed call. The same goes for you. If you know someone who needs a hand or just feel that they need someone to talk to. Just reach out. You never know that might be your last.
This may sound like it's aiming at those being suicidal but in reality I'm aiming at those I care for. I've been down this road. I still to this day fight it, but never have I made any other attempts because of my own reasons. What's the meaning of life to me? Well for starters, I've touched many it seems by their hearts. I've made friends, and probably some enemies along the way but regardless I they mean everything to me. Especially my family. Yea haven't moved, you know why? Because I give a dam. Sure I have made sacrifices, some small and some....huge but I made them. I made it clear despite yea I get a bit grumpy sometimes. I can be an ass as well if I'm at a point my patience is thin ice. But I do care regardless. Because everyone I met, who I have friended, and love either as fellow brother or sister have made a difference in my life as well. That's what it means to me.
But what about how life is precious? To me it is, in my experience I precious every dam moment with you all. I don't want to lose that. Yea we may have some arguments, here and there or dislikes but who doesn't? Do you really think I trade that for anything? To lose you is losing a part of myself because I loved every moment we shared. Through the good, and the bad. Hell even if it's one of those moments where sitting and down and swap stories like "Oh hey you remember that time I place pepper down your drink? Or when your father hosed you down!" Life is precious to me because we all have one shot in life. And dam it I'm doing my best to make it count. It's not how we die that we're remembered, for it's how we make an impact on others and how we lived that will be remembered. And granted we all die, but will you least stand beside me to live life best you can. Give it your all, and make those precious moments together? For when time comes for either of us, it be those moments I'll think back on, remembering you.
If you're tearing up, go ahead and grab a tissue. It's alright. If you're holding it in, don't. Just let it go. It's not weakness, it's strength. If you're still here, we'll go on to the purpose of Life. Hell this one took me so long to find an answer. And that is what you drive yourself to. My purpose is to live out the best I can. Be with my family and friends, hell hopefully someday with someone I love within a relationship. I have goals, and dreams. Some I haven't achieved, and others I'm striving so hard not to turn to ashes. What you make life, is how you shape it. In turn it shapes you to who you are. That's the exchange through the trials of life. That's how it works. Your purpose may align with mine, or it may not but you do have a purpose. Don't you let anyone else tell you differently.
Bottom line is Life has these aspects, these being the top questions everyone asks daily. Yet through experience you gain the answers. Not just your own. but from those around you. Do me another favor, I know I asked this a lot from you. Don't be a stump upon a log. I want you to turn that frown upside down, and smile like a clown. Live Life itself how you intend to live it. You only have one shot, so give it hell and make it count. You have family, friends, and loved ones who give a dam about you. I give a dam about you. This roller coaster of Life only stops when you give up. Don't ever give up. As I always say which others smile for they know I'm a fur. "Chin up, ears perked, eyes forward. And give me that smile. Today is just today, but tomorrow is what you make of it." Don't give up, stand up. If I made it this far, so can you. My family helped me through, even my friends. They can do the same for you. But only if you let them. Don't hesitate. Don't ever hesitate. Reach out.