Thank You
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Short Story by: Criss Sole
Pain
The pain I tend to feel every day is both emotional and physical. They go hand in hand and follow me everywhere. The physical pain
I have had for 7 years, after being thrown from the 7th floor. August 13, 2017 will be the7 year anniversary. Nothing to celebrate.
Sure people will say, “celebrate that you have stayed alive!” But sadly, this is no longer a life, as my only communication with the
outside world is my computer. It can get very lonely being disabled. After 7 years it gets annoying and depressing and just plain painful. I don’t need to tell you I can no longer
go out to the mall and hang out with friends. All my friends are in different countries. I made new friends online. Thank God for that.
I count every penny. Some days there is not enough for food. You get used to eating cheap canned beans. I remember a time
when I used to go out with friends to restaurants and we would spend the evening laughing and making jokes. Those times are gone now and I wish I had the ability to erase them from my
memory. All they do is cause me pain. I reminder a life that I once had and never will again.
I think what hurt me the most is that once I became disabled, one by one my friends began to turn their backs on me. Starting new
relationships, getting married, having kids. No room for Cristina anymore. No time for a phone call. Good riddance. That emotional pain outweighs the physical by far.
Online I am able to meet others who suffer like I do. Sometimes even more and my heart breaks for them. In a way, we are able to help support each other
emotionally. I am writing this for them. To thank them for accepting me and offering me any kind of help.Even when money is tight, some are able to save a few dollars and
send them my way, saying I am in more need. The friends I had before I became disabled have sadly failed me. Only a few remained. The list of friends after I became disabled,
seems to grow every day.
This is a personal thank you to each one of you (you know who you are). Thank you for allowing me into your life and showing me care and concern. It has
been an incredibly tough 7 years, but I know I would not be here if not for the kind hearted people I have met. Most with disabilities, some not. But all have shown me love and support
and a metaphorical shoulder to cry on when times have gotten very tough.
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You are so brave and strong criss because you hold something heavey on your shoulder. You can make other beautiful memories in the future.
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I hope you are right. It has been a hard 7 years. Thank you so much for taking the time to read and comment :)
When I see to your story I understand that my problems is not problems.
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You are so kind Roman. Thank you for talking the time to read my story. I really appreciate it.
So touching, I cried reading this...
Please remain strong.
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Thank you so much. Your comment truly means so much to me. I was glad you were so touched by my writing.
Keep on, Criss. And be glad of the internet. It is a life-saver for a lot of us!
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It certainly is. Thank you for giving it a read.
very emotional,keep it up criss
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Thank you so much :)
Wait and stay strong after every pain or sadness a light will shine bringing happiness to you :))
Melody1
you stay strong , may ALLAH (GOD) bless you, never look down what happened to you ,i am a muslim by faith and i may be looked with doubtful minds coz media has protrayed us what we can never be ,violence and the faith of islam has nothing to do , my dear i would suggest you to sometime have a look into the translation of Holy Quran in the language you under stand the most ,because it would give you the answer to questions you are searching for .Quran is the continuation of message brought by beloved jesus peace be upon him , i would love to help you with whatever i could but unfortunately i live very far away from you and we muslims are kept an eye on when we send money even for good works , i really feel heart broken for you :(but never pity yourself ever ,the world will betray us but real friends are always there.i salute you brave girl . i am Ali.
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Thank you so much for such a great comment Ali. Thank you for taking the time to read about what has happened to me.
I personally think that you are a very strong individual. Probably the strongest I have every known. Life is known to be cruel to a lot of people but those who have been hurt the most are known to smile the brightest. Man, that sounds like a cheap fortune cookie but its the truth. I love your writing and I hope you are able to find happiness.
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Thank you so much. Seeing a comment from you sure made me smile. So sorry for the late reply. I was moving.
Honestly speaking now... I really want to hug you...for hours! I want to carry some of the ''weights'' that drag you down. Please share them with people who love you. It will relief some of the metal pain for sure, trust me! I wish you all the best and i'm looking forward to read more from you =P
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Aww thank you so much :)
to one of the greatest friends I have ever had the privilege of meeting (digitally) you wrote a piece thanking those of us who wish to be there for you and support you, but in truth it is us that should be thanking you! you entered our hearts and showed us that no matter what the circumstances or the problems dictate us to feel we can all follow your example and remain up-beat and positive. in case you never knew it your kind and loving heart helped me when I needed it most and for that I thank you.
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I can't tell you how much your comment means to me. I have lost a lot after I became disabled, but I was also able to meet some amazing people from around the world who have become my close friends. You being one of them of course! I am truly thankful for that.
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