Pectus Excavatum surgery is frightening as people may assume, but if anyone is curious about it, from someone who is recovering from one, don't be afraid of message me or reply to this post.
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“Nobody is coming to save you” but your day literally gets better after you consume art made by other people. You hang w friends & you’re no longer suicidal, even if just for a few minutes. They’re lying to you about the significance of community. People are saving you EVERYDAY!
I want to be rich. But not Lamborghini
or Rolex rich, I want to be rich enough to go to the gym at 3pm and nobody can tell me no. To tap the family in front of me at the supermarket and say, "It's on me," Rich enough that my future wife never has to worry about getting a job. Rich enough to show my children the world, not pictures of it. Rich enough to take my friends to dinner and say, "| got this", Rich enough that God uses me to help the people who are in need. That's my version of rich.
"The forest was shrinking, but the trees kept voting for the Axe, for the Axe was clever and convinced them that because his handle was made of wood, he was one of them."
I heard a story about a man who uses a wheelchair. When asked if it was dificult being confined, he responded, "I'm not confined to my wheelchair-I am liberated by it. If it wasn't for my wheel-chair, I’d be bed-bound" This perspective, completely changed how he lived each day.