When I was twenty four, my girlfriend of two years left me. It was sudden and she left me with no explanation. Not that I really needed one from her. I knew that she struggled with life and although I had hoped that loving me would make things easier, there were times that I just added more pressure. I carry that weight with me even to this day. I never let what I did hurt me but rather I let it wake me. I let my own actions shape me. I'm not a great person today but I would rather be today what I am than what I could have been.
My past is filled with missed opportunities and choices that hurt others. Not all of them could be controlled. Many things that come our way are decided for us and we just have to make the best of the situation. There are times when we only get the pick of two bad options. In cases like this, I'll always pick the one that I think will do the least harm. I'm not talking about a trolley problem. That issue is much too easy to solve if you look at it as right and wrong rather than with emotion.
There is a good reason that I told you these things now but left it vague. My future holds many hard choices I must make. I can't tell you how I know what's to come but some information was necessary for me to begin to tell my story. There will be plenty more revealed as each new day passes in my life.
I'm a twenty eight year old man, single, and I live alone in a small town. I've just been given information by a doctor that could change everything that comes next, depending on what I choose to do. I have a brain tumor. It's benign but they said it's still a major health risk, given where it is located. I could still live with it for many years or it could drastically change in an instant and end me within days. Surgery could remove the mass yet at the same time offer up its own set of complications. I'm mostly referring to the money, time, and chance involved in the operation. I'm sure you can imagine what these complications could change in my life.
So here I am, sitting at home with a stack of papers in hand, reading over my options, knowing that whatever I decide to do, life will never be the same.
Story by: James D. Gray
Part 1 of ?
My past is filled with missed opportunities and choices that hurt others. Not all of them could be controlled. Many things that come our way are decided for us and we just have to make the best of the situation. There are times when we only get the pick of two bad options. In cases like this, I'll always pick the one that I think will do the least harm. I'm not talking about a trolley problem. That issue is much too easy to solve if you look at it as right and wrong rather than with emotion.
There is a good reason that I told you these things now but left it vague. My future holds many hard choices I must make. I can't tell you how I know what's to come but some information was necessary for me to begin to tell my story. There will be plenty more revealed as each new day passes in my life.
I'm a twenty eight year old man, single, and I live alone in a small town. I've just been given information by a doctor that could change everything that comes next, depending on what I choose to do. I have a brain tumor. It's benign but they said it's still a major health risk, given where it is located. I could still live with it for many years or it could drastically change in an instant and end me within days. Surgery could remove the mass yet at the same time offer up its own set of complications. I'm mostly referring to the money, time, and chance involved in the operation. I'm sure you can imagine what these complications could change in my life.
So here I am, sitting at home with a stack of papers in hand, reading over my options, knowing that whatever I decide to do, life will never be the same.
Story by: James D. Gray
Part 1 of ?
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