Self Inflicted Pain
Mike Church
Registrant
Last night I went to the roller rink in Kitchener and played some inline hockey again. Once again without protection. Got hit and separated (dislocated my shoulder) for about the 10th time in two years. Drove to hospital got fixed and was given percodan. Tried to drive back and road got fuzzy. Two police officers helped me and got me and my car back to the University of Waterloo. Went into chat to see my brother wolves. My typing and my thought processes slowd down measurable and my typing went to hell in a hand basket. Too much percodan I guess.
What this is all leading up to is how, throughoutmy life I have practiced inflicting I pain on myself, all the time knowing what I was doing and being unable to stop.
The pain of blaming myself, physically re-enacting my abuse, being abusive with authority, prostitution, drugs. And the list goes on and on. I have been guilty of trying to sabotage every good thing that has come my way. Job recognition, my marriage and the relationship with my wife and my daughter. I have always tried to destroy my self confidence and sense of self worth. I havddone drugs and alcohol.
All of this caused me great personal pain. I seemed to grovel in it and relish it.
I am very good at helping others and have been terrible at practicing what I preach. Much the same as how I tell people to wear protection when skating but consider that is for them and not for me cause I am special and unique.
When the made me they threw away the mould.
Well you know what I AM NOT UNIQUE. Comes as a bit of a surprise. I have the same needs andwants as everyone else here,the same hopes and aspirations and everything else. The only thing unique about me is my experiences and how I relate to them.
From now on I am going to wear protective gear when playing inline hockey. It had to be beaten into me.
I also found out something else this morning. I really dont like pain. I am not addicted to it like I thought I was. I used this thought as an excuse to wallow in self pity so I could give myself the mental pain that I craved. Screwey isn't it. Pain hurts (physical). But mental pain hurts more. And by physically hurting myself again I now realize that I dont like any kind of pain.
Now I dont mean I cant handle pain of any sort because, god knows, I have learned how handle anything. I just do not want to be the cause of any physical or emotional pain anymore.
I thought about all the guys I talked to last nite. And we had a lot of fun (as I can recall). And while I probably dont remember all of what we talked about I can remember vividly the laughter and fun a bunch of wolf pack members were having. And we are all supposed to wear ashes and sack cloth.
Yeh we all have issues but we also have time for fun and that is terribly important I think. Because of the fun I got yanked into a new realization that it is better to play and have fun in everything you do than to inflict needless physical and emotional pain upon yourself. I am going to try never again to beat myself up about my past or what I did.
It happened, it is past and I am going to spend the rest of my life in the future cause that is where I belong and WITHOUT THE EMOTIONAL BAGGAGE that is painful.
So my brother wolves of last night I thank from the bottom of my heart.
Any thoughts guys??
What this is all leading up to is how, throughoutmy life I have practiced inflicting I pain on myself, all the time knowing what I was doing and being unable to stop.
The pain of blaming myself, physically re-enacting my abuse, being abusive with authority, prostitution, drugs. And the list goes on and on. I have been guilty of trying to sabotage every good thing that has come my way. Job recognition, my marriage and the relationship with my wife and my daughter. I have always tried to destroy my self confidence and sense of self worth. I havddone drugs and alcohol.
All of this caused me great personal pain. I seemed to grovel in it and relish it.
I am very good at helping others and have been terrible at practicing what I preach. Much the same as how I tell people to wear protection when skating but consider that is for them and not for me cause I am special and unique.
When the made me they threw away the mould.
Well you know what I AM NOT UNIQUE. Comes as a bit of a surprise. I have the same needs andwants as everyone else here,the same hopes and aspirations and everything else. The only thing unique about me is my experiences and how I relate to them.
From now on I am going to wear protective gear when playing inline hockey. It had to be beaten into me.
I also found out something else this morning. I really dont like pain. I am not addicted to it like I thought I was. I used this thought as an excuse to wallow in self pity so I could give myself the mental pain that I craved. Screwey isn't it. Pain hurts (physical). But mental pain hurts more. And by physically hurting myself again I now realize that I dont like any kind of pain.
Now I dont mean I cant handle pain of any sort because, god knows, I have learned how handle anything. I just do not want to be the cause of any physical or emotional pain anymore.
I thought about all the guys I talked to last nite. And we had a lot of fun (as I can recall). And while I probably dont remember all of what we talked about I can remember vividly the laughter and fun a bunch of wolf pack members were having. And we are all supposed to wear ashes and sack cloth.
Yeh we all have issues but we also have time for fun and that is terribly important I think. Because of the fun I got yanked into a new realization that it is better to play and have fun in everything you do than to inflict needless physical and emotional pain upon yourself. I am going to try never again to beat myself up about my past or what I did.
It happened, it is past and I am going to spend the rest of my life in the future cause that is where I belong and WITHOUT THE EMOTIONAL BAGGAGE that is painful.
So my brother wolves of last night I thank from the bottom of my heart.
Any thoughts guys??