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June 20th (my birthday) I ended up in the emergency room. I thought I had cancer in my gut, and the pain was unbearable. I had been slurring and having trouble with depth perception, which made it difficult to walk. I fell 7 times in my own house.When I got to the hospital it was discovered I had a large cancerous tumor in my brain. I had only a day or two to live. They operated, and got the entire tumor. Instantly my speech and depth perception improved, and there are no deficits in my brain function. I may still have cancer elsewhere, I’m seeing that Dr. tomorrow. I will for sure need radiation.The good news, I have been with my partner for 22 years, and realized there were always things I just kept to myself, just figuring it was mine to handle, and I had never fully trusted J to love me completely and help me. I apologized, and we were both crying. He forgave me. I’m trying to be better. I have really gotten the gold ring with this man. He’s a superstar.
Please give this one a chance before you down vote.
During the US 2016 election, none of my family remotely liked either candidate (Clinton vs Trump) but several of them leaned right and voted for Trump.
Several years later, we were hanging out with a close friend of ours who is very liberal. Somewhere in the conversation, Trump came up and someone mentioned the election.
Our friend was quiet for a bit and then she said "You know, I always thought that anyone who voted Trump was racist and bigoted...but you guys aren't. I don't know how to feel."
That stuck with me because I feel like a lot of us feel that tension over our political divides. There are legit, caring and cool people on both sides.
That particular friend really helped me as a person because she challenged some of my core beliefs and helped me understand that even if I don't agree with her choices...she does hold values that I also value and we are both just doing our best.
You're right. I worked in a restaurant during the early days of Covid, and when they were allowed to open up again but with rules guests had to follow and I had to enforce, it was rough. Customers arguing with me over mask mandates became a daily occurrence, it was exhausting. I had a couple that came once a week. They followed the mandates, and never gave me grief, but the guy wore a MAGA hat and immediately "knew" what kind of person he was. They were eating and a guy came in without a mask and I told him he needed to put one on or leave. He's causing a scene, yelling at me, and then the guy wearing the MAGA hat that I already judged yelled to him "She's just doing her job! Just put on a mask or get the hell out!" Which he did after calling me a sheep. Afterwards he told me "good for you not caving into jerks like that." It really surprised me and I felt bad for judging him because of the hat he wore. People have layers. We're not just one thing.
Most people are good. It takes disrespect, desperation, or mental disease, to turn them bad.
Also poverty, ongoing racism, and constant sexism turns good people bad.
My family is what you would call large-boned. We aren't small and we aren't skinny but we're healthy and active.
My SIL lately had a baby and during a conversation mentioned that she had put on 40lbs over the pregnancy.
My younger sister, who is still in her teens, goes "WAIT. That means if I have a baby someday I could reach 200lbs!!!"
Her genuine excitement and "that's so cool" attitude really affected me, especially with society shaming young women who weigh over 150lbs.
Like heck yeah, I could someday get to 200, lol!
I believe that one of the higher purposes of life is to 'Find Neat Things And Share Them With Others'. It doesn't matter if you're the first one to make this discovery or it's already well-known and simply new to you. Experience the world and pass along the neat bits! (That - and do what you can to help others.)
treat people the way you would like to be treated and the neighbourhood soon becomes a community
I believe in being classy in all things one does. My motto is "Always show class and dignity." I act with class and dignity, dress with class and dignity, surround myself with class and dignity, and treat everybody with class and dignity. You'd be surprised how much the world brightens up if you keep this in mind.
Live with gratitude in your heart, walk everywhere with a smile on your face, give the benefit of the doubt to everyone, act with kindness and respect, dress modestly and nicely (not expensively). Complete strangers will compliment you on your appearance, thank you for your smile, praise you for being ladylike or gentlemanly.
I truly believe that - if we stop and think - we can choose to speak and act from a place of love or from one of fear. When we come from a place of fear (its source, a frightened ego) then out comes selfishness, self-centredness, rudeness, hate speech, bigotry, anger, violence and all kinds of negativity, which solves nothing but keeps making further trouble, for self and all others. What fears do so many of us nurture in our hearts? Fear of not being loved, loveable, not good enough/failure, not being safe, fear of threats, fear of not having our needs met, fear of 'not enough', of loss and so on. These fears are the source of many knee jerk reactions to threat, that 'eye for an eye' thinking. Situations of physical danger may require physical solutions (I'm thinking of gun threat here) but do least harm.
However, if we can change our reactions to those of coming from a place of love, then we grow as people and we cause less harm to self and others. Thus, instead of taking offense, be polite and even forgiving. Instead of petty revenge, aim at being fair and achieving justice. Remain rational and cultivate adult self control rather than giving way to fear based actions like a toddler throwing tantrums. Value others as human beings even if they do not do the same to you. Do your best and then be responsible for having done it.
Just be a decent human even when you’re not getting it back. It’s hard at times but you never know what someone else is going through and if you can remain polite and respectful you’ll sleep better at the end of the day
This is going to be dark in a way. When I was in fifth grade, a good childhood friend of mine had her leg broken. It was broken from the inside due to Childhood Bone Cancer sometimes doing that in the early stages.
She did have our middle school have some events to raise money for charities that helped kids with these sorts of cancers in a few different ways..
This childhood friend managed to survive until shortly before I started high school. This was because in late middle school, that cancer went out of remission and went to Stage 3. Stage 3 will literally stop you from being able to walk before it kills you by months.
If anything, this taught me, THAT NOTHING TRULY MATTERS because we're all going to die and the universe will continue, but people may remember you for the good things you organized and/or did regardless. So, if nothing truly matters, there's also no reason not to do a good thing sometimes.
"Nothing in life matters, so that means I can do whatever I really want to do." Said to me by my little cousin who was wise beyond her years.
I've worked at many grocery stores. The other day I was shopping at my usual. A guy asked where the eggs were. Three coolers down on you right side, go around them. A few minutes later he asks me where the butter is. Tells me I am wrong. Nope. I was correct.
I think he was in town for the Baldwin trial. I might walkkup there to check the spectacle.