by origami_itto on Tue Mar 01, 2022 6:35 am
So I've moved around a lot and like to run my mouth, as a result I have a large number of connections on social media and many of them I actually interact with on a regular basis. They come from all walks of life and today I want to tell you about Kris.
Kris is a kind hearted, loving woman I met through the Church of the SubGenius. I've never known her to speak a word against anybody except people picking on her worthless boyfriend. And that's usually just to ask them to please stop.
And that guy, Sam, complete douchebag. No job, didn't help a bit around the house as far as cleaning or cooking or taking care of any business, expected her to wait on him hand and foot and feed him while he played video games and picked fights on the internet. And by picking fights I mean this guy was like a troll of trolls. The Church of the SubGenius attracts a certain kind of mischievous mindset so it's not uncommon for folks so associated to be known for having spirited online debates about all manner of nonsense. This man, who has no child and can barely keep himself alive, would lecture a mother of four on how best to raise their children, and would play devil's advocate for Hitler. He's one of the few people that I actually had to just wind up blocking to keep his nonsense from cluttering up my feed and irritating me. This was a common occurrence. Most everyone who knew him online did the exact same thing. I was only up to date on his shenanigans due to Kris's updates asking people to forgive him, etc.
Oh and this wretched pile of shit actually had a friend, who moved in, and acted the exact same way. They were like a pair of losers from an 80s sitcom who if brains were dynamite couldn't blow a nose between them. Just horrible people taking full advantage of Kris's kindness and need to feel useful.
Everyone who knew her told her to leave him, that he wasn't worth a shit, that she was wasting her time that she would never get back but she would have nothing of it, defended him staunchly and just said we didn't understand. I watched this for years and it broke my heart.
Finally, she decides she has enough. I don't know what broke the habit but whatever it was I was happy for her. She finally made a plan, left those two losers with the rent to figure out and moved in with another person from our circle of acquaintances, Scott.
Scott is the anti-Sam. He's responsible, he's reasonable, he's kind, he's intelligent. He shows her appreciation and takes care of her and for the last two years or so I've just been so happy for her growth and happiness and finally finding the love she deserves.
And Scott, well he is happy as can be, he bought a ring and planned to propose on Christmas.
The second week of december, he started having headaches and feeling dizzy, he fell down a couple times, there were some other symptoms I can't quite remember but he went into the ER and they checked him out and didn't find anything and sent him home with some aspirin.
It started getting worse, he started passing out, they took him back to the hospital and they looked again and this time they find that he's had a stroke, a couple strokes, and oh look there's another one happening again. Since then he's been in and out of the hospital and Kris has had to handle all of the finances and the house on her own and take care of feeding and cleaning Scott and helping him toilet and dealing with the doctors.
After the first bout in the hospital he followed through with the proposal, and she accepted. His condition has been deteriorating and as of this morning he's been diagnosed with brain damage, they're unsure of the extent since he's non-responsive and he's not breathing well enough to lay him down on the MRI. It's not looking good.
And another friend, Mo, a poet in Jacksonville. He has two beautiful little girls that were born less than a month apart to two different women. He's been doing his best to be a good daddy to them and get along with the mothers. Just before Christmas he was complaining that he didn't feel like he was anyone's priority, then one of his daughters was diagnosed with brain cancer. His entire perspective has been exploded and his understanding of priorities has completely changed.
And John, a local friend, runs the bail bond company that got me out of jail a few years back. His husband of 40 years went into the dentist to have a tooth pulled. They put him under general anesthesia and his heart failed, he died in the chair.
I don't know what my point is, maybe just processing all of this. I'm currently on a 30 day ban on facebook because apparently the modbot still doesn't understand sarcasm so I can't dump there.
Maybe I just want to say something about appreciating my own blessings and not wasting time. I can watch the parade of tragedy and be glad it isn't me, but I've been there, and I know that someday it will be my turn for another share.
Living in fear of that hammer dropping is no kind of life at all. I've got to prepare for the eventuality by filling myself up with gratitude and then putting that gratitude into action tending to my spiritual garden, cultivating and nourishing my magnanimous qi, so that I have the fortitude to withstand the coming hardships.
To know and love humans is to invite pain in a thousand ways.