Thank you, Nathan. You have made an important point that I hope does not go unnoticed.
I know for me that having some kind of memorial on this board would help me a great deal and always remind me to never stop healing.
I hope, for the sake of all of us here, that we can develop a memorial like the one you have suggested. Hopefully, it will serve as a reminder that healing isn't static. It is an ongoing process. Some days one feels that he is making stellar progress by leaps and bounds. Other days it feels like one is standing still, or worse, moving backward. No matter! We still heal as the days go on. We must not give up, even when moving forward seems to us a momumental struggle. We must never stop
exerting our own
efforts to obtain healing.
For myself, I cannot believe that healing would be found in ending my own life here on Earth. Rather, it would seem to be like taking the ultimate wrong step, where tomorrows cease to exist. It would be the last mistake I might make from which there could be no turning back. I am not the kind of man who can face suffering like a true matyr. I don't have that kind of courage. However, I think that I would rather face my loneliest darkest day, and yet live with hope for a brighter one tomorrow, then to end all possibility of ever seeing another day, again. No one knows what tomorrow holds. Lives can change, overnight, for the better. Fortunes can be won in just a day, and there is nothing more precious on Earth than life!
Brothers, I am extremely upset about Woz. I am so distraught right now over the news of his dying. Picturing the ashes of his remains being spread on this Friday disturbs me even more. I will be with some of our MaleSurvivor Brothers on Friday for my first MS retreat. I have looked forward to this day for many weeks. Now, I will be in mourning for another person whose life was taken, ultimately, as a result of male sexual victimization. The knowledge that his ashes will be spread along with ashes from a list of lies does not offer me very much consolation.
I am sorry. I just had to vent my thoughts and emotions. If I you or anyone is offended by these words of mine, I apologize, and humbly beg your forgiveness.
Oh, Brethren, please, please take care of yourselves. For your own sakes . . . For my sake . . . And for the sake of the rest of us . . . those who love you.