Edit

I kinda made this post out of spite for the fact the most previous post in this community, whose title I quoted/copied, was getting so many downvotes… At the time I posted this, the previous post had about a 30% downvote rate, and it really, really made me mad.

I am relieved tho to see people in the comments here who have real, actual empathy for their fellow humans. Thank you for contributing here.

It blows my mind how normalized it is to hate on those who are struggling. Especially in 20fucking23 when so many of us now are on the verge of it ourselves. Let’s be better, everyone - to everyone. I beg you.

    • andxz@lemmy.world
      132·
      1 year ago

      Being in perpetual debilitating pain from botched operations, wounds sustained during battle or plain accidents are not a choice. Neither is having any number of diseases that leaves you in said chronic pain.

      The healthcare system is nothing but an administrative nightmare in many places, and it can be nigh impossible to get the help needed to recover to a functional life depending on where you live.

        • andxz@lemmy.world
          111·
          1 year ago

          You’ve clearly never lived with any sort of chronic pain condition. I’ve only ever gotten fentanyl once - in the hospital, with a doctor’s hand inside my stomach. You also clearly have no idea how hard it is to rebuild a normal life after several surgeries that don’t end well.

          I’d be dead or in the streets too except I happen to live somewhere halfway decent, and even then I barely get by on a monthly script. Do you have any idea how it feels when your insides are filled with cysts? Ever had your intestines on the outside of your body involuntarily? How about breaking open your nose bone to get even more cysts out?

          You feel like people unlucky enough to go through things like that should just suck it up for their remaining years? It’s just a little pain, right?

            • andxz@lemmy.world
              62·
              1 year ago

              Those “paragraphs” has been the past 6 years of my life. My son was 3 when I got sick, and he’s only ever seen me lie in bed or hobble around awkwardly.

              I’m not manufacturing anything, I’m living it.

                • andxz@lemmy.world
                  32·
                  1 year ago

                  No, but I’d be homeless (and I have been, albeit for a short time) right now and probably on something illegal if I didn’t live where I do. Whether you call it an addiction or not I can’t function (read: move) without opiates daily, and I get monthly injections as well. I have 12 different daily medications atm. Do you think I choose to live like this?

                  Before I got sick I was a respected special ed. teacher. Now I’m nothing. Life isn’t as black and white as you seem to think it is. If I didn’t have a caring wife and son there’s no reason to think I would have any semblance of a life. Many are not lucky enough to have someone.