Outrider wrote:
Ironically, I value my physical health over my life.
I'd rather die in a sports accident than survive but with an injury.
I'd rather I broke my neck and died instead of surviving with this broken wrist.
I'd rather have 1 year to live if I could spend that last year physically active and injury free.
I'd trade deadly cancer that'll kill me in a year as long as it didn't affect my physical abilities and had minimal effects on my mental health and concentration and functioning.
In my last days I'd blow the rest of my cash on risky extreme sports so when the time comes, I'd go out with a bang.
I wish I was joking, but I'm being entirely serious.
As someone who desperately wants good friends and true love, I'd actually be fine with living the rest of my life with no friends or girlfriend if it meant I could dedicate my time to my health and fitness, which is what I pretty much was doing before this little mishap.
I thought maybe this injury can help me relax and get over my unhealthy obsession with fitness, hopefully it will, because at the moment it's one of the few things that gives me reason to live.
But at least I don't rely on anyone for my happiness!
Nope, I don't depend on another person to make me happy, I can be happy on my own, so long as my body doesn't fail on me!
Can't wait until I'm 40! I'm sure my happiness depending entirely on having a healthy and powerful body won't be a bad thing then!
You don't always get to choose, I'm afraid.
It is possible to live with terminal cancer
and associated physical and mental disabilities and still be reasonably happy.
You can say "I'd rather this than that" all you like but the reality is you've got to live with whatever life hands you.
That is what builds strength more than any physical fitness regime you can put yourself through.
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