On The Road Of Deprivation
Written By A Real Person
On The Road Of Deprivation
It is a long painful road out of hell
The Problem:
Life has to be correctly balanced. Too much, or too little; and problems surface. When not corrected, may lead to tragic ends, and poor choices.
When you have an illness, that people can not see the wounds, after a few years; they loose their empathy, and compassion for what you go through.
When a person has flesh wounds, they feel compassion for you; because they can see the places that are broken, and need to mend. When you have an illness that is both physically painful, and emotionally painful; no one will see the hurt, maybe other than the smug look on your face. They have no understanding of how it hurts, or where it hurts. And the truth is, unless you have physical wounds, they don’t give a damn.
Deprivation
This life feels like life is being deprived of many fine things. I will briefly describe some of points in my life, that feel deprived.
- Emotional
- Intellectual
- Physical
- Spiritual
- Sexual
- Financial
- Pain Management
Some Points
When a person feels that they have no life beyond living like zombie cat poo, then life becomes a living death. Then your on the road to hell. Seems no matter how much effort you put into changing what road your on, or what you do to change course, the road never changes.
When you hurt emotionally, and physically, and no one can see the wounds; they feel no empathy for you. They expect you to suck it up, and deal with it, on your own. Doesn’t matter how much it hurts, or immobilizes you, they could not give a damn.
It’s not like you have bone spurs, or a broken back. So the only person it bothers, is the person who suffers from it. And when people don’t see the reason to be kind, they can be ruthless in how they treat a person.
So you find yourself, in your own personal hell. That repeats every damn day, and loops in your head, everyday. There is no way to change it, or make it better. And, no one cares that you hurt. They don’t see the wounds, or the pain that you are in. Hence, you suffer alone, without comfort, or soundness of mind.