The path to sanity success story

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BrianCooper
February 1, 2012 - 7:00 pm
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BrianCooper
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One day in a group, I was asked which path of life I'd take if given only three choices: One is worn and ancient, one is beautiful and lined with gold and surrounded by flowers, one is rocky and rough and looks challenging. Tell everyone which one you'd choose (there are no wrong answers here only good) and THEN look up online what you think it means. I'll tell you what I chose when I get three answers.

Ok, here goes - True story. I saw them as past, present, future. I saw the present as the end of the road as I was experiencing surreal and errie symptons and the path was gold like in heaven. But that was not my choice to make and it wasn't sane to say I could go to the past to talk with Jesus on philosophy. I'd like the future but was tired and body felt like lead trodding along literally due to depression. I wasn't sure I could do it. So I said I would sit down and wait for God's inspiration or someone (Jesus) to walk with me as I felt alone. They kicked me out for disruptive behavior and sent me back to work without asking me what I meant by that. I still don't know what it means. I was counseled like a child before I left crying due to depressive episode and feeling more alone than before. I was told to go. I saw the door and asked myself "Could this be the door to the path of my choosing?" I found the will deep inside me and became resolute that "I would show them all", opened the door, and stepped through to my future. I am proud to say I am still here today.


"There is no spoon." Neo from the film 'The Matrix"
"Crazy, like art and truth, is in the eye of the beholder." unknown if quoted before
"The true measure of a man is how well he does on his worst day, not his best"
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BrianCooper
BrianCooper
February 1, 2012 - 7:00 pm
One day in a group, I was asked which path of life I'd take if given only three choices: One is worn and ancient, one is beautiful and lined with gold and surrounded by flowers, one is rocky and rough and looks challenging. Tell everyone which one you'd choose (there are no wrong answers here only good) and THEN look up online what you think it means. I'll tell you what I chose when I get three answers.

Ok, here goes - True story. I saw them as past, present, future. I saw the present as the end of the road as I was experiencing surreal and errie symptons and the path was gold like in heaven. But that was not my choice to make and it wasn't sane to say I could go to the past to talk with Jesus on philosophy. I'd like the future but was tired and body felt like lead trodding along literally due to depression. I wasn't sure I could do it. So I said I would sit down and wait for God's inspiration or someone (Jesus) to walk with me as I felt alone. They kicked me out for disruptive behavior and sent me back to work without asking me what I meant by that. I still don't know what it means. I was counseled like a child before I left crying due to depressive episode and feeling more alone than before. I was told to go. I saw the door and asked myself "Could this be the door to the path of my choosing?" I found the will deep inside me and became resolute that "I would show them all", opened the door, and stepped through to my future. I am proud to say I am still here today.


"There is no spoon." Neo from the film 'The Matrix"
"Crazy, like art and truth, is in the eye of the beholder." unknown if quoted before
"The true measure of a man is how well he does on his worst day, not his best"
BrianCooper
February 3, 2012 - 7:29 am
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I have felt your pain literally. I will tell you when things started getting better for me.

I was in church one day with my friend Scott. I heard a calling to tell the congregation all my troubles at thee pulpit. I thought it was God but logic told me I would sound like I was speaking nonsense since I hadn't prepared anything, I did not have a moral to the story, and did not know the bible enough to testify. Logic kicked in and told me to at least wait awhile to not interupt service. I thought it might be a trick of the devil or a trick of the mind. Either way I felt I was right. I resisted but their was excrucuating physical pain I'd never felt before. I felt my head in a steel cap that was also a vise that went down to the middle of my spinal cord. It was not bone or muscle pain I could tell as I have felt that before. I told the voice I would not do it and the pain got worse. I sobbed (not cried) silently to not interupt service. I felt razor blades in my spinal column and thought I'd literally pass out or die. I willed myself past the pain. I gritted my teeth for 45 minutes. People put a hand on my shoulder and shook my hand during 'peace be with you'. I felt encouraged. I sat down again and endured. I told the voice I'd either die right there or win. Service ended and I willed myself to walk to the pastor to shake his hand as sort of an apology for disruption. I walked out to the sunshine and the pain lessened. I had won.

I hope everyone finds this inspirational. :)


"There is no spoon." Neo from the film 'The Matrix"
"Crazy, like art and truth, is in the eye of the beholder." unknown if quoted before
"The true measure of a man is how well he does on his worst day, not his best"
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BrianCooper
BrianCooper
February 3, 2012 - 7:29 am
I have felt your pain literally. I will tell you when things started getting better for me.

I was in church one day with my friend Scott. I heard a calling to tell the congregation all my troubles at thee pulpit. I thought it was God but logic told me I would sound like I was speaking nonsense since I hadn't prepared anything, I did not have a moral to the story, and did not know the bible enough to testify. Logic kicked in and told me to at least wait awhile to not interupt service. I thought it might be a trick of the devil or a trick of the mind. Either way I felt I was right. I resisted but their was excrucuating physical pain I'd never felt before. I felt my head in a steel cap that was also a vise that went down to the middle of my spinal cord. It was not bone or muscle pain I could tell as I have felt that before. I told the voice I would not do it and the pain got worse. I sobbed (not cried) silently to not interupt service. I felt razor blades in my spinal column and thought I'd literally pass out or die. I willed myself past the pain. I gritted my teeth for 45 minutes. People put a hand on my shoulder and shook my hand during 'peace be with you'. I felt encouraged. I sat down again and endured. I told the voice I'd either die right there or win. Service ended and I willed myself to walk to the pastor to shake his hand as sort of an apology for disruption. I walked out to the sunshine and the pain lessened. I had won.

I hope everyone finds this inspirational. :)


"There is no spoon." Neo from the film 'The Matrix"
"Crazy, like art and truth, is in the eye of the beholder." unknown if quoted before
"The true measure of a man is how well he does on his worst day, not his best"

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