I'm not even sure why I'm writing it. Maybe I've gone fucking bonkers?
Maybe. Perhaps though it may be more due to the fact that we online, view-sharing funny money HODLers stumbled upon something that most mere mortals just don't understand. Sometimes it is cathartic to get those things we struggle with or that risk taking us off down a path that is a wee bit darker than we might admit, out in the open and in some kind of semblance on to the page.
Sometimes this has the benefit of exorcising the demons that cavort in our mind, sometimes we question if we shared a little too much of the private side of us and sometimes we read the comments section and realise we are all part of the same crappy journey of life and we are simply normal (perish the thought!)
You describe Dad as a giant in your eyes, that s exactly the reason that seeing those kind of influences to us in such a half-life state. It is the cruelest insult of death that some should be played out in this way. You referred to the euthanasia legality issue. I wholeheartedly believe that if we choose to check-out on our times it is for no man or court on the planet to remove that fundamental right from us.
So, I have to apologise in advance, this might not be one of my funnier posts.
Nope, not at all my friend! You are not a performing clown to be wheeled out at our behest with the demanding cry of "entertain me monkey" some would say you are not all that funny anyway... Of course I would never be among that number :D you are one of us and occasionally real life colours our interactions here. That's life.
Now to happier matters. When you crack that puppy open, take a deep drink, raise a toast to your Dad and focus instantly on the funniest, happiest, most inspiring memories of him that you have in your mental drawer and feel genuine gratitude for the man who had a profound effect on shaping exactly who you are.
Pour him a glass, he would appreciate the sentiment I am certain. Take good care my friend, may the spice of the rum chase away some of the darker clouds of the mind. Have a great weekend Boomie :)
I'm not a performing clown!?!?! Hells bells man, for all this time I thought I have been!
Yes, it has been bit cathartic, getting it all out and not cluttering up my brain like a, old shit that won't flush away.
I will raise many a toast I think andyes, I will remember him at his funniest, cheers mate :O)
I understand. I felt the same way when they told me I wasn't an intellectual but a narcissist, who knew? (admittedly my therapist, but that doesn't count!)
Yes flush fully operational again I hope. Yup good plan man :)
How dare they, what do they know? Run them through with your sword cane. That will bloody show them!! :OD