The Creation of A Book.
By theseed2005 on January 10, 2005 - 11:37pm
The Creation of A Book
At this stage of my journey through life I have come to a place where I have started to really observe how people are treating one another. And I am not sure if I like what I see. I think we all need to initiate change.
Several years ago I was in a very good place in life. I had a loving relationship and great friends. Basically life was grand. At that time I was working in the bar industry and in my free time I would make some general comments on the dating world. These comments turned into Relationship Theories. One of my dear friends suggested that I should start recording these theories. I did. In a short time I had created about 40 pages with the said theories being somewhat controversial, always edgy, with a touch of twisted humor thrown in for flavor. However, since I was content with life the drive to complete more was missing.
Next - I made what one might call a monumental mistake. I commented to another friend that I had never been so incredibly ‘happy’. Despite some of life’s challenges the future never looked brighter. If I could go back in time I would have certainly retracted that statement, or at least broke a finger or sprained an ankle on the way home that night. I think it may be imperative to at least have a touch of turmoil in life. Turmoil has a way to ground us. Make us appreciate the journey more. The reason why this was such a significant mistake was within days a series of events started to unravel that I would not want anyone to ever have to experience.
In the short form version, in less than 2 months starting almost immediately my relationship ground to a halt. No warning signs. No confrontations. In an instant it ended like a confusing unexplainable bad dream. Before I could even grasp what had happened in my own world, I ran into a young friend at Choices Market on a sunny Friday afternoon. He expressed to me how much his life sucked. I hugged him. He went home and took his own life. His last words to me were, “My Life Sucks.
