The Most Difficult Path on the Property
If you or anyone you know is dealing with what they call the “suicide disease,” do me a favor: go easy on them. I can tell you firsthand, this shit sucks.
I’m seven months into this nightmare and four months post-brain surgery, and I’m still fighting every single day. My "new normal" is unpredictable. Some days I can get out there and do some light work; other days I can handle a medium load. But the trade-off is brutal—I’m usually bedridden for two or three days straight afterward.
To anyone else going through this: Listen to your body. I’ll be the first to admit I’m bad at taking my own advice. I still try to push through the pain because I feel the "need" to get things done, but I always pay for it ten times over. When I overdo it, I don’t just hurt—I lose the ability to function for days.
The Darkest Days
I’m going to be 100% real with you: there are days I wish I wouldn’t have made it out of surgery. I am not a suicidal person. I’ve seen firsthand the destruction suicide leaves behind; I watched a close buddy take his own life on his birthday, and I know the deep, permanent pain it inflicts on the people who love you. It might end your pain, but it just passes it on to your family for years to come.
But I’ve been to that lower-than-low point. I know exactly what it feels like when you’re looking at a pistol or a bottle of pills just to make the physical torture stop. Between the severe pain, the medical bullshit, and the people who doubt what you're going through, it wears you down.
If you’re there right now, stay in the fight. Push through the urges. Do it for your family, your friends, and the hope that things will get better.
Scale of Pain
Even as I write this, I’m hitting multiple flare-ups of severe pain—the kind that brings a grown man to his knees from a seated position. I’ve passed five kidney stones in my life. I’ve talked to women who’ve had both kids and kidney stones, and they all said they’d rather have another kid than a stone.
Well, I’m telling you right now: Kidney stones are like splinters compared to this.
I don’t have all the answers yet. But as I find them, I’ll post them here. Until then, hang in there and keep your head up.
